ANZAC day poems.
Three poems, not in the usual order, for the service, and not from the service. Anzac Dawn service is tomorrow: I ndo not attend what has become a pagan day of remembrance. For the Fallen published in The Times newspaper on 21st September 1914. With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for […] Read More
The modern resolutions for the new year.
My plans to not neatly fit into the calendar. My muse is not a horse, and my passions are banked low and not dependant on the calendar. For this new year, an old poem, obscure, humourous, and trenchantly truthful. On January 1st, 1887, Rudyard Kipling explored the human desire to make New Year’s resolutions in […] Read More
KIpple for the season.
There is a clear choice. We follow the elite, and reject God, or we turn to God. God created them male and female**. A man shall hold fast to his wife. It does not take a logician to see that ‘marrying’ outside Christ’s stated design, or pretending that you are of a sex that you’re […] Read More
Tommy, Kipling and Vega.
Suzanne Vega gets this right. The soldier came knocking upon the queen’s door He said, “I am not fighting for you any more” The queen knew she’d seen his face someplace before And slowly she let him inside. He said, “I’ve watched your palace up here on the hill And I’ve wondered who’s the woman […] Read More
Saxon service Kipple
Before St Francis preached to the animals there was Eddi, the secretary and biographer for St Wilfrid, whom legend says preached to an ox and a donkey. Eddi’s Service (A.D. 687) Eddi, priest of St. Wilfrid In his chapel at Manhood End, Ordered a midnight service For such as cared to attend. But the Saxons […] Read More