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Sussanah Wesley's Apron




            Susannah Wesley’s Apron


      No pilgrimage to Israel;
      No cloistered cell;
      No holy retreat.
      Not with ten tumbling children
      rumbling through the house.

      Despite the chaos and noise,
      the never-ending grind of 
      making ends meet,
      the demands of Motherhood. 
      She made time to talk with God.

      Under her own ‘Temple of Meeting’
      fashioned from her simple apron
      draped over her head, she prayed.
      In that holy place, like Moses in the desert,
      She met with God.

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The Fight

The Fight


	Determination to remove your force
	of despondency.
	That osmosis of my joy being leeched
	through your membrane of anxiety
	to a cavern of what if’s and if only’s
	preventing the next step, the positive thought
	due to the never- ending saturation of the negative.

	Maybe moment by moment, cell by cell 
	is all I can fight to exchange this pessimism for
	optimism, so that my existence moves towards
	the light of happiness, defeating the empty 
	thoughts and lies that try to drag me into darkness.

	Dark flowers of foreboding may lay hidden,
	shaded and mushroom-like under logs and 
	fallen leaves of disquiet and worry, 
	creating shadow, trying to remove the sunlight,
	hoping to replace the blue forest flowers I grow.
	But I won’t give up, for light always overcomes darkness.






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C7

C7

 No bigger than a drop of blood on a finger 
pricked by a thorn, it marches along 
the stem of a rosebush; a Grenadier guard 
in its crimson uniform, with seven spots exactly
splashed across its coat. Not a random 
flick of a paintbrush, but like a soldier’s
chevron; its rank, its classification.

It rises ready to do battle with the greenfly
that hide amongst soft petals until
confronted with my outstretched fingers
onto which it clambers. I hold it aloft
and blow a soft breath across its tiny body.
Its wings fan open and like a fire-rescue helicopter,
it flies away home.

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