Pulpit in the potting shed

Poetry, Verse and Song

Idiosyncratic, iconoclastic, irreverent, irrepressible, and to be honest, indulgent, and hopefully; witty, waggish and wistful.

One can say more in a few lines of verse than a book, and as is said of radio; the pictures are better. As beautifully shown by John Clare 1793-1864 with this concise, possibly mis-remembered, gem

“Flowers, even the very names of flowers, that bloom in wood and glen, bring summer’s warmth to winter’s hours and childhood’s memories back again”

If I could pen so exactly I would be well gratified, and much like Clare I am often inspired by the natural world around me. However the human condition, as risible as it may become is also part of the natural world and a rich vein of material. This collection covers many decades and the influences of their times: rap and protest songs, lyrics for boy bands and rock operas, limericks and haikus, the anguish of lost love, and awe in the face of stark staring reality.

Many are but one verse. It is not difficult to describe almost anything given enough space, and much harder to condense it all down to a few words. As Faberge put it ”my very finest pieces are the smaller”.

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