Spirits behind bars

Take a shopping precinct in any town and you will see them. Bustling to do the shopping they rush around. But in their eyes I see a different scene. Bars behind the eyes and a spirit trying to get out. It cries. It yearns to be free, but only more fettered it becomes. Hemmed in by... Continue Reading →


The Flint-napper

Peace. Total peace. That is you. Wherever I am. Whatever I do. Your peace is there. But as I walk this peaceful route, the Devil is there. He sets tripwires to knock me down. And once down he tangles me up in his thread. A thread of lies and deceit. My thoughts are muddled. Barriers... Continue Reading →

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