yoga (Remove filter)
Your cup
Beat the clock
Rush to the dock
Smash the shuttle
Give the rebuttle
Stand firm
Give the new terms
Crush the enemy
No more friends for me
Or pace yourself
Think of your health
Be kind and calm
Be free of alarm
Yoga it up
Fill up your cup
with love and sadness
Then stir it all up
And find your gladness
Wednesday 28th August 2024 10:40 am
Recent Comments
Holden Moncrieff on Not Every Eye
53 minutes ago
Holden Moncrieff on Better Sight...
2 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on 'What can writers and poets possibly do in the age of Trump, Farage and Starmer?'
2 hours ago
Mike McPeek on Civilities
3 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on EVEN THE OLIVES ARE BLEEDING
4 hours ago
John Marks on EVEN THE OLIVES ARE BLEEDING
4 hours ago
Hélène on Better Sight...
4 hours ago
Hélène on I SHAN’T ALWAYS BE LOVELY
5 hours ago
Nigel Astell on August 2025 Collage Poem: A Cut Above
6 hours ago
Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh on Where is THIS Jerusalem?
7 hours ago