This poem was inspired after watching a short video by evangelist Steve Lee. Feel free to watch and share. https://youtube.com/shorts/Jt1UqedFx2I?si=mTdqwdkinVvIBjyNI . I watched a little film today, The London blitz in 'WORLD' War two. And as I let that thought sink in, I have some thoughts for you. _______ I've traveled half the world or more, Its size just blows my mind, Imagining it ALL at war, Just staggering I find. Millions on millions of lives I discern

Walking down through the town on my wanders today, Back to the car, passing folk on the way. I realised how, if I stopped and observed, I'd see hundreds of years in the lives  that they've served. The lady with the walker almost bent over double, The lads looking likely or looking for trouble. The mothers with toddlers, the people with phones. The diners all munching, the kiddies with cones. Who knows what befell in their multiple lives, Brothers and sisters husbands and wive

Such a warm summer night, sharing dinner for two, A balcony overlooking the sea, such a view. With sweet talk and sweet food and ruby red wine Eyes meet not distracted your fingers touch mine. Romance is in blossom and a spark is in play, As the chemistry flows in a remarkable way.   The music entices as dinner is done, And we dance holding close in the evenings late sun. And then as the sun bids goodbye for the night, We walk hand in hand, barefoot in it's light. And splash

I see it in their faces  they are both feeling stressed. Imagining the argument which left them in this mess. I hope they make it through...

I am who I am, you made me this way. Sometimes I don't like it, but what can I say. But then you remind me in a peculiar way, Of the...

Sunday Church is family, a place to feel at home, It took a while to be as such,  but now I feel I'm known. It's all about identity....

I make no apology for being in the tub again, After all, the day was a day without rain. And the red wine a comfort, as I sit here alone,...

... and come what may, ... did. Though they guarded the tomb, set a seal on the stone, It wasn't enough, for an Angel alone,   Whose...

Sent to Yvette May 2024 © 2025 Barry Wadhams

I'm in the tub again tonight, 38 degrees and bright moonlight. The air outside is cold I fear, Not sure how long I'll stay in here. But...

It's Easter time, that time of year, remembering you were here. 30 years, that's half a life!!, then suddenly no you!! and oh, what a...

Went for a back rub to smooth out my day. Pushed me and pulled me in every which way. But oh so relaxing, oh so contraire, Found all the...