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A candles flame, – Promote Yourself




A candles flame,

Dances in dark,

Casting shadows upon a wall,

That seem to tell a story,

From end to start.


I lit this candle for you

And whispered a prayer.

By the candle’s glow,

Prayed for your soul.

Just like you’d want me to,

Just as…

For others’

I’d seen you do.


But I’m not you

And I must now reject,

Most of the things,

You taught me to do,

When your thinking,

had gone askew.


I’ll keep the best from you

And leave the rest to die,

Along with you.


I couldn’t bear to look at you,

Laid out,

With the painful smile,

They imposed on you.

I didn’t cry,

You wouldn’t want me to.


You weren’t there,

Just a shell,

But your spirit,

hovered over my head.


I thought it strange,

That then and there,

I showed no emotion.

One dead fish,

Floating upon a vast sea,

Still a part,

Of a mysterious,

Deep ocean.


I choose to remember the best,

Like how you taught me,

To tie a tie,

Or tie my shoes.

How we walked,

Hand in hand…

Or the first time I heard you weep.


On an island all alone,

trapped in a castle’s keep,

Your fear became my own,

By proximity,




What inheritance?

What dna?

What genetic signature?


To display?


Your pseudo strength,

and machismo,

behind a mask of fears.

I absorbed them well,

but there was something more,

something you knew deep inside,

but you rarely showed

and I barely saw.


You always said,

Something changed,

The day I was born.

Held me to a higher standard,

Set your hopes on me.

Placed me on a pedestal,

Of which I’d not felt worthy.


The burden was too great for me,

content to be happily,


tried my best,

to stay out of sight,

below the radar,

of God’s shimmering Light.

The damned,

only come out at night.


As a child
you became blind in both eyes,

And a miracle surgery,

Before it’s time…

Restored your sight.


Raised in an orphanage when your father died,

In a hurricane threw his body over your’s to shield you,

And lost his own life, to save you.

You grew bitter and resentful,

Jekly and Hyde,

I saw both sides,

We all did.


Sometimes the Jekyl,

seemed well worth the Hyde.

You were extremely hard on me,

On all of us,

Sometimes seemed,



But I learned in time,

Where true Mercy rests’,

Learned through trials,

Learned through tests,

That God always knows best.

And things are never as they seem,

In the reality,

Of the Living Realm unseen.


It was,

What it was,

I’m freed to Love,

By Love,

Freed to forgive.


Solely because,

Of what Jesus did on the Cross.


Healing the rift,

Bemoan the past?

Or freely accept,

A most freely given,

Precious Gift!


I choose Jesus,

I choose Life.



In the end,

You embraced the Lord,

Took some time for me

to be of the same accord,

Christ embracing you,

In Our Father’s arms,

My Father,

Is now my brother,

In Christ.


The candle flickers,

Blinks out,

A fragrant,

wisp of smoke gently rises.



Rest in Peace Father/brother


 anthony gomez

God Bless.

“To Dream Away the Hours” -Promote Yourself



Into the west

golden ship
When will this toil end?
Must I remain affixed to this mortal coil by silver thread?
I long to climb aboard a golden ship and sail
Into the western sky 
Over the rainbow where years of dread
No longer hold power to bow my head
I’ll sail away in my ship of gold
Where sadness is nothing but a story once told
Descend once there into fields of green
Laced round and round by lively streams
Land there to till, and good work to do
A pub there is too for a fire and brew
No more deadlines to meet or diesel to breathe
No cold winter chill to bite through my sleeves
Just sun, and rain, and the scent of the sea,
Good friends to hold dear whom I’ve long wished to see
Beyond the horizon I so long to go
Over the rainbow, far past the snow
I long to leave these dark-lit shores
And sail the western sky

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This is Nottingham


Nottingham is a lovely place, so much to see and do,

a castle, caves, the river, we’ve got a windmill too!

Two football teams, ice skating rink, a tennis centre place,

rugby, bowling, health clubs, whatever you can face. 

Our medical care is first class, we’ve got the Q.M.C.

They really do look after us, they are there for you and me.

The University grounds are beautiful when the rhodo’s are on show,

on a sunny afternoon it is the place to go.

If you want to see how criminals were treated in days gone by,

you could go to the Shirehall Galleries, if you DARE give it a try!

If you are a night owl there are many clubs for you,

to stay until it’s quite late, or dance the whole night through.

We also have some friendly pubs, if you want a quiet drink,

or you can go and have a lunchtime snack, if your cooker’s on the blink.

Our restaurants are wonderful whatever you like to eat,

the choice is quite a amazing it’s simply hard to beat.

You can even go to the theatre, plays, concerts, whatever you want to see,

there are also lots of cinemas if you fancy a movie.

From the Nottingham Midland train station you can go anywhere at all

but you really should just stay right here, you will really have a ball!

JUNE FISHER Sutton-in-Ashfield

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