15 Friday Aug 2014
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When at school I read so much poetry that formed who I became. One that I remember to this day is as relevant as when first written by James Shirley:
The glories of our blood and state
are shadows not substantial things ….
… Only the actions of the just
smell sweet and blossom in their dust.
If only poets ruled the world!!!
Very best wishes, Denny Bradbury
09 Saturday Aug 2014
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Recently a small five year old boy was introduced to the old fashioned game of Woodland Snap, using the original pack of cards. He was enchanted by it. Widow Pintips, Prettywigs Pattikins, Nubby Tope etc all weaved their magic just as they did for my sisters and myself when we were young.
It was such a treat to know that not everything has to be electronically generated for youngsters to enjoy it. Simple pleasures, calm moments in sea of electronic beeping.
Very best wishes – Denny Bradbury – poet and struggling techno person
04 Monday Aug 2014
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It is important to remember WW1. To move forward with compassion and understanding we have to remember the past. Let us commemorate the start of this ugly war. I remember my Grandfather who, we understand, drove an ammunition lorry to the Front. He came back physically unscathed but hardened in heart and immune to any entreaty to move on. He did not tell of the horrors he saw so I am unable to share his burden of memory. He is long dead now and I hope resting in peace.
It has to be peace that is our goal. Let us listen to the rational among us and remember the appalling sacrifice of so many on every side, but with the intention of honouring them without glorifying war.
I salute the brave who fight for freedom.
I salute the brave who talk for peace.
I salute the brave who walk alone in a land of warmongers, wherever that may be.
Let us remember for the right reasons.
Very best wishes, Denny Bradbury
25 Friday Jul 2014
Posted in Denny's Diary, Poetry
In a terrifying world sometimes to remain optimistic is hard. Our pets know no such dilemma, my lovely dog keeps his focus:
come friend
scratch awake
biscuits wait in your bowl
always loyal
seldom cross
walk with me
through tall grass
with all good wishes for a better peaceful world
Denny Bradbury©2014
13 Sunday Jul 2014
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Sea sings its music and I listen
Sucking sound of the turning tide
as a million grains jostle
empty beach asks wherefore you
silent breeze catches my reply
Denny Bradbury©2014
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