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Faith is a Barren Garden
Faith is a Barren Garden
Faith is a barren garden
planted in hope
of hiding a soul's imperfect being.
Yet its weak and sickly saplings
avoid the sun, revealing
the acid glare of the cynic's soulless seeing.
Only Charity offers succour to the homeless.
Chris Hubbard
2018
Thursday 12th December 2019 1:22 pm
Losing Faith
This allegorical poem came out of my awareness of time passing, and a sense of the ultimately insubstantial or superficial qualities of much of this life that, as we grow older, seem less important or valuable than they once were.
Losing Faith
Faith, old friend, so wise and fulsome,
faded beauty at end of day,
draw me aside in a beechwood spinney,
make me swear on the code with...
Thursday 2nd February 2017 1:57 pm
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