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Harvest

Corn
Tall, yellow
Growing, ripening, waving
Born to be crushed
Bread

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Uncharted Territory

This new voyage on which you have begun
Is taking you into, as yet, uncharted territory.
It is a journey not ’cross distant seas,
Nor to foreign lands, but to deep within your self.
It is a time, during which you will discover hidden depths,
And strength you could never believe you possessed
On it you will make new friendships and deepen old.
You will discover new loves, new joys and new life
Things you may once have taken for granted
Will become so very precious
Like jewels mined from deep within earth’s darkness.
Supported by loved ones near and far
You are strong enough for this your own odyssey
So go with fortitude to reach your appointed destination
that is you.

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Eye of the Storm

He lies
Head cushioned
Sleeping midst the uproar
Of the surrounding storm.
Lightening forks the sky
Split-second flashes
Illuminating driving rain
Thunder crashing ever closer.
At rest amid the cacophony
At peace, not fearing,
He who created the components
And stills them at his word.
I seek him out
Drawing close to Him
Needing his warmth
His heartbeat's reassurance
That in the eye of the storm
He rests, he remains,
He reigns.

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Advent Service

Advent Service 

Fresh-faced innocence
In light's pure radiance
Eyes aglowing
Wonder showing
In receipt of given light
Shines within the darkest night.

Christ has come into this world
Innocent child yet radiant light
Speechless I can only watch
Long to worship with a touch
Offer the child that lives in me
At this holy nativity

Anne Linington
2006 ©

Advent Sunday is my favourite day in the Church Calendar- with all the anticipation of the
fulfillment of prophecy, as Christ the light comes into the world.

This poem is a "snap-shot": a young chorister having received her lighted candle turned to
light the one behind her; as she turned her pretty face is bathed in light

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Come To the Party

Come to the Party


Come to the party
It's a celebration
Come to the party
Perhaps a short oration
Come to the party
Tables loaded with fare
Come to the problem
No dilemma- what to wear
Come to the party
Bring just yourself
Come to the party
Raise a glass to “Your good health!”
Come to the party
From wherever you live
Come to the party
No expensive party gift

Come to the party
Hosted by the King of kings
Come to the party
His righteousness wearing
Come to the party
All the weak the lame and blind
Come to the party
Prepared for humankind
Come to the party
The marriage of God's Son
Come to the party
Now God's kingdom's come


Anne Linington

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Brave Purple Crocus

Brave purple crocus

Flowered on the day the snow fell

Opened wide its purple petals 

Bared its orange soul

Brightening up my day

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Red Paper Poppy - For Veterans/ Remembrance Day 11th November

Red paper poppy
Emblem of the fallen
Symbol of the fields wherein they lay

Made by those returning
From their living hell
With broken bodies and shattered minds

Colour of their comrades’ blood
Worn by the ever grateful
Determined that “ Lest we forget”
The memory of their sacrifice should ever fade

The poppy, living where so many died ~
Freeing those they loved from tyranny
A principle wherein loving sacrifice
Buys another’s liberty and peace

“A war to end all wars”, yet not the case
As man’s inhumanity to man continues
And nations send their sons and daughters
’Cross seas and continents to fight again

While diplomats fail to bring the longed-for peace
Mothers weep, families shatter and
Small towns lose a generation

Those who died must surely wonder why 
We’ve made so little progress
Why the peace for which they died is yet to come

Peace among men starts with peace within one human heart

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Consider the Lilies

I cherish the reassuring presence of my six-petaled friend,
Star-like head on an impossibly thin stem
Your fluted trump turned towards the sun.

Paler than your more vibrant cousins
Against the darkness of your surroundings,
You have been a constant support
During a week of difficult days.

Despite your evident fragility,
Your searching after light
Inspires in me my own quest
For all that is true and beautiful.

Drawing deep from the water beneath you
You have summoned strength to stand
As a bright witness to your Creator.

Too soon your destined time will be o'er,
So I celebrate the short time in your company
Knowing that before long you will fade, wither
And die.

Returning to the ground which gave you life
To store the energy you will need
To burst into life
Again
Next Spring.

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Embracing Mystery

Lord, grant me the maturity to embrace mystery
The faith to receive the irreconcilable
The strength to live with paradox
The wisdom to walk with unknowing
To be fully human
To relinquish the ego that needs to know,
To understand, that seeks to be a god.
Help me to walk in the ways of your kingdom
Where earthly values are inverted ~
The poor become rich, the meek inherit
The humble are raised up, and death equals life
So empower me by your Spirit
To live the way of the cross.

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Tiled Floor

Tiled floor

As I view the old and the new,
The tired and the worn,
Alongside the pristine and sharply defined
The original master plan dulled
With newer, brighter inserts,
I see an untidy cohesion
A compromise
An inability to fully reinstate
Though craftsmen have done their best
Restoring years of alteration and renewal
It is an unholy alliance
Trying to both eye and mind
For it is less than perfect.
But it must do
It is all that is possible.
At a distance, no obvious problem
But on close inspection the joins, the mismatches
Are to be lived with, endured, 
Imperfect but workable, 
Usable, necessary.
And I must find a way of
.. acceptance.

Lent Retreat
February 2010



This was inspired by the tiled flooring section in front of the memorial to Princess
Elizabeth,  in The Minster church of Sts. Thomas, Newport, Isle of Wight, UK. Princess
Elizabeth was the daughter of Charles 1, and died at Carisbrooke Castle where her father
had been imprisoned prior 
to his execution in London.