1423

Monster

Fluffy maybe but is seems to me

Rabbits are much tougher than they seem

And need the onions, sage, fresh parsley, peas,

New potatoes, carrots and broad beans...

Kittens may be cute and their small games

Entertaining for an hour or two...

Nigel sips and pauses as his friend

Saunders takes a ladle full of stew.

Tipping the port later, they recall

Eggnog in Eastbourne that's good for a cold

In English winters, but how they yearn to see

Nairobi, where they used to work of old.

            The glasses empty, words run out

            Gaze in emptiness across the bay.

Brian Hick January 2015

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 1422

Lord I need to hear your voice

Though I may not understand;

Lord I need to feel you near

Though I've not the strength to stand;

Lord I need to know you love

Though my love to you is weak;

Lord I need to give you thanks

Though I hardly dare to speak

For you are all that I could need

All that I desire;

Oh, fill me with your boundless love

Your passion and your fire.

Brian Hick January 2015

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 1421

Dying branches overlap to form

A mass of Celtic tracery

Dense and disappearing.

The hills are brown with winter

Dull beneath

The cloying skies soft clouds.

Brian Hick January 2015

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 1420

So what does this year promise as I sit

In contemplation on the train to Stafford

For a family party and a chance

To catch up with those we seem to know

Only through facebook or the odd

Skype appearance at Christmas or New Year.

Some more long distance walks, the Arun Isles?

Well maybe if the knees and legs hold out;

More likely the odd days across the Downs

With ever longer pub-stops and the excuse

That getting out at all is worth the risk

Of injury to hip or a slipped disc.

But this is incidental when the truth

Is laughing at me even as I plan

My life, as if I had the means to nudge

Events to go the way they ought to be

Rather than accept that everything

Is far beyond my reason or control.

Brian Hick December 2014

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 1419

Christmas is here; the cards all tell the story

And decorations fill the empty space

Where day by day the Christ-child and his glory

Should radiate his peace throughout the place;

But even as we sing the shepherd's tale

With angels bringing light to all the earth

The violence of man seems to prevail

And no one cares what single lives are worth.

Sing then, sing aloud for all to hear

Overcome the cries of sin and pain,

Purge away the terror and the fear

For Christ is born in Bethlehem again.

Brian Hick December 2014

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 1418

Morgentraum

A Christmas wedding; the church is all abuzz

With friends who have not been in touch for years

Relatives who hardly ever speak

And youngsters who will soon resort to tears

If they have to wait much longer for the bride

Who comes, at last, allaying maternal fears.

And then before the organ's echoes fade,

It's done, and they are married, to a cheer

From all their friends and soft knowing smiles

Of satisfaction from those who came to hear

Continuation of an ancient rite

Confirming married love from year to year.

The church is silent, only the flowers remain

As witness to love's everlasting flame.

Brian Hick December 2014

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 1417

Guardian Angel

A little speck of God

And just for me;

Not because God needs you

As an extra hand,

But my sight's so poor

I cannot see infinity

And eyes prefer to focus

On what's near,

You're at my back, unseen,

But always there

Supporting when I faint

Cheering when I droop

Exhorting when I despair

Loving where I despise;

Lifting up my heart to sense anew

The path which always leads me back to You.

Brian Hick December 2014

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