The Masque of Anarchy - by
‘Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number,
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you-
Ye are many – they are few.’
Mood: Courage
Discharged - by
When the fighting days are over, And we’re finished with the fray,When they draft us back to Dover To be put on pension pay;You may think we’ll be in clover But remember this, my son,When the fighting days are over, Then our fight has just begun. It is hard, there’s no […]
The stars are the map I unfurl - by
Da starns are da map I unrowl
Warning - by
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
/ With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
/ And…
The Door - by
Go and open the door.
/ Maybe outside there’s
/ …
Hard Working Women - by
Hold on Women of great courage
/ You have held on so bravely and tirelessly
/ Hold on Women of great courage, hold on
/
/ Women…
Invictus - by
Out of the night that covers me,
/ Black as the pit from pole to pole,
/ I thank whatever gods may be
/ For my…
A Recipe for Whisky - by
Wring the Scottish rain clouds dry;
/ Take sleet, the driving snow, the hail;
/ Winter twilight; the summer’s sun slowed down
/ to pearl-sheen dusk…