Poem: Hold Down [Shift]+[Delete]

Shift Delete 800 

If you’re rude to me,

Or if you’re indiscrete,

I simply look at you

And hold down [Shift]+[Delete]

If you ignore me

When passing in the street,

I simply look at you

And hold down [Shift]+[Delete]

If you don’t ‘like’ my Facebook page

Or don’t retweet my Tweets,

I simply look you up online

And hold down [Shift]+[Delete]

If you don’t like my poems

And don’t think I’m sweet…

…You know what you can do!

{That’s right, hold

down [Shift]+[Delete]}



Do NOT hold down [Shift]+[Delete] unless you know what you’re doing – it permanently deletes the file… hence the poem!!!


Poem: In the Garden of My Mind


In The Garden of My Mind

In the Centre

Of the Garden

Of My Mind

A Tree Grows.

Around it

The Children

Of My Thoughts

Dance and Play.

But when

I am cross

And when

I am tired,

I shout…

…And the children

All run away.



Then at last when

Once again

I laugh like the Rain

And smile like the Sun

The Children return

And resume all their Fun.

Welcome Home.

Poem: Who’s That Guru?

1. Who’s that Guru

Sitting next to you?

The One you ignore each day?

That One with wisdom

Glistening upon their lips

But you never listen

To what they say…

2. Today’s the day

To open your heart

To open your soul and mind;

To look far deeper

Than what you see

And be amazed at what you’ll find.

3. For this “no-one” is your teacher,

The very Oracle of God;

Don’t worry that they

Don’t look cool

Or that they often

Seem quite odd.

4. Be humble, shut your Ego up,

And respectfully draw near:

For when the student is truly ready

Their Teacher does appear!


I wrote this because I so often hear people get excited about what some stranger tells them… and I recognise that someone close to them has been saying exactly the same thing to them for years!  These people have looked for a guru when in fact a better guru has been sitting next to them in the office, around the breakfast table, or on the bus, for ages.
Believe me, I’ve worked with some amazing gurus, but up close they are just like me and you – often less “together” in fact.  And I have met some very outwardly “plain” people who have more wisdom in their little finger and more compassion in their little toe than the best-dressed celebrity gurus and preachers I’ve seen or heard on the platform or the TV.
Today, there will be a mysterious guru in your life – forget the Advent calendar, and see if you can find the guru!

For Christmas…

I know what I want for Christmas

I’ve chosen my gift:


No need to wrap it.

Give it to me straight.

Lie to me

If it works

For me.

Just tell me

I Am Great.

Just tell me

My Art is Good.

Tell me again

I Am Gorgeous.

“Truth” is for gods

And for High Court Judges with a conscience.

I’ve chose my present for you

All ready…


There, I’ve spoiled the surprise

But He did say,

“Do unto others…”

[And you can save your “feedback” for the devil

– who has no place at my Christmas banquet of love.]