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Remembering

Posted on January 11, 2018 by Rosalie Squires

I remember that God who made the heavens and earth Made me God, the spirit of life Died for me My soul was made in eternity One small breath of God’s being He gave me parents That I might take … Continue reading →

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The Waiting Room

Posted on December 3, 2013 by Rosalie Squires

I recently took part in a waiting exercise. It was one of those ‘installations’ that necessitated booking a fifteen minute slot. I duly turned up two or three minutes before my allotted time and was admitted to a tiny anteroom … Continue reading →

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Joy and happiness

Posted on August 15, 2013 by Rosalie Squires

I wrote this poem a few days ago and life has been so hectic since that I didn’t even have time to post it. Now I look at it and think that when we are really busy, there may not … Continue reading →

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Being

Posted on May 1, 2013 by Rosalie Squires

I pause the doing Embrace the being Breathe the breath Of who I am Deep pool of being Never plumbed E’en if I had A thousand years.

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A precious moment

Posted on April 29, 2013 by Rosalie Squires

I wandered into a room By chance Mug of tea in my hand The sun steamed in through The window I stopped, I stood, and I basked. A moment out of a schedule A moment that makes Today A moment … Continue reading →

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Eternity and knowing

Posted on April 26, 2013 by Rosalie Squires

“It is eternity now. I am in the midst of it” Richard Jefferies, The Story of My Heart: My Autobiography How to explain my feeling On finding this quotation I opened a book And there it was Just waiting for … Continue reading →

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Southwark air

Posted on February 19, 2013 by Rosalie Squires

The planes and the birds make it sound like summer The sun on my face feels like summer But the ground freezing my feet reminds me of frost barely two hours gone. There’s a feel I call the Southwark feel … Continue reading →

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