Just looking through some of the poetry here, made me wonder, how could I be so creative when I am just a normal bloke. And of course, it suddenly dawned on me that we have such a creative God and His spirit within us can stir and flow in endless creativity. So, this just came from my wonderings. My God my God, I don't know how I do it, I look at my verse with your hand running through it. I'm thinking just how can this possibly be, With such nuance and fluency coming from

Observations on a flight to Poland in 2004 …….There’s no birds up here. © 2026 Barry Wadhams There's still no birds in 2026

Thoughts on my singles holiday to Corfu for my birthday October 2019. Dear Bev Having a nice time, here in Corfu Last year was Venice and...

We know nothing more than this life until you rescue us and set us free. Then our eyes are opened, and we realise, the God who made us,...

Having just got back from four weeks in the USA visiting my daughter, I think back to the last day there, sitting outside on a beautiful...