Free

The bird wanted the fish to feel How free it was to fly He plucked the fish from the sea And got angry when it died... MG       [Moral] Acceptance and cooperation The bird is freest when flying in the sky, whereas the fish is freest in the water. The bird imposed its … Continue reading Free

Mothers’ Day Limmerick

This limerick is for mums Who work through rain and sun To make sure the family's fed To ensure the kids are well-bred To provide both discipline and fun Mothers all over the world Care for their boys and girls Loving them despite their flaws Guiding them to do house chores Watching as the future … Continue reading Mothers’ Day Limmerick

The Romantic In Me

The romantic in me Falls in love with beauty A beauty so real It remains unseen Tis the beauty of a moment Trees -- nature's monument Grapes -- that will ferment Leaves -- colour grey cement Tis the beauty of people Whose spark makes you feel Whose presence makes you special The beauty of family … Continue reading The Romantic In Me

Literally Literature

Huxley instead of Hardy Tolstoy rather than Tolkien Why Dickens when we've Dostoevsky? Oi, Kafka! Not Kerouac! Get more Wilde then chill with the Wordsworth Bring in Forster and replace Faulkner ...so maybe, just maybe, we could have a generation with jobs instead of “socialist warriors”.   #ReviseHowYouTeachLiterature     MG

Peace and Chaos

Flash fiction   “God, grant us world peace,” prayed the old woman. “God, keep the art alive,” prayed the young man. “Without chaos, there would be no art. Without art, no peace. Peace exists because of chaos, without chaos an artless world would lack peace,” said God.   MG

Moving On

The crossroad is where you and I first met, I inched forward whilst you raced on ahead, Neither of us knew what was in store But I sought direction and you just wanted… “more”. Here we meet again, at this crossroads, my friend; Me? I never left, merely needed the rest. You ran in circles … Continue reading Moving On

The Path Not Taken

I looked at old pictures Of you and of us Trying to muster an apology For not being "good enough" All that came out Were words of honest truth "I'm sorry that I was never Broken enough for you" For months I kept trying To go back and apologise Kept thinking I'd done wrong That … Continue reading The Path Not Taken