life

Party’s over
03/08/2020

In those years of plenty we cruised Elysium’s fields What wounds we got there soon closed and healed It’s hard to believe they could have happened at all Time after time, avoiding a fall. Wherever you look, it’s not the […]

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Poetry

Through the worm hole
22/07/2020

I often dream of a hole in time And an excitement I can barely set to rhyme For a meeting with two I hold so dear My parents: who, I fancy, I might summon here Questions are burning in my […]

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Poetry

Time’s a River – a poem by Glynn Burridge
05/02/2013

Time’s a River Time’s a river Coursing past banks of mud Upon which we stand, rooted, Helpless to slow its flood On those banks, we may tread at will, From toddler’s lunge to elder’s spill But, grasping at its waters, […]

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