birdsong outside my window bombs fall like rain again on Syria Gillena asks us to distil a quote froma selection of poems by François Villion and build a poem from there....as always this month I'm hanging with the toads My chosen line is "So, shifting winds turn to storm."
Tag: War
liberate eye
Let us move maybe into another realm where our differences will be none and let us know that until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned we will not progress and we will not unite and we will struggle with all that is wrong until … Continue reading liberate eye
Remember
So today there was a minutes silence in remembrance of those that had fallen in wars gone by. I never signed up for a war. Never fought. Never wanted to. Always looking for the peaceful way through. Every now and then though I wonder. What must it have been like? I can only hold out … Continue reading Remember
