Reach for the skies Climb higher, higher Powering into the blue Shake the earth as you Reach for the skies Achieving lift-off Aiming for the moon Begins with flying. Reach for the skies!

Hours have flown by, minutes have crawled There’s only one thing to do: Take up the pen, get writing again The warm-up’s done, so now follow through Somehow, between four, and six-thirty, I blinked, and the clock hands jumped. Get writing again, take up the…

Green Grey, brown Competing Colours of life Sprawl across the map in patchwork patterns. Blocks of brick flats stand almost back-to-back But still a patch Of wild ground Is found Here, There, Spaces In between The managed land A sudden spark of wilderness breaks forth….

Mine is a noble quest I go withour fear I know that every test Just means that I’m near I go withour fear Through the treasures and traps I shan’t turn off here My way’s marked on my maps I know that every test Firms…

In the beginning, was nothing, No mass, only pure energy. The nothing that became something In defiance of entropy Defiance, though, implies something – Someone did this deliberately The energy, and decision, Both came from God, in his wisdom. Form: Ottava Rima This one’s clunky….

The lure of disappointment’s strong, To get it wrong And let it go “I told you so”. It’s hard to keep on fighting when I could give in Twelve minutes late, And such a state… But I won’t take the easy out I’ll stand and…

My dear younger self, This is your future – no, Don’t walk off, there’s things I want you to know. I remember you well, So new to the abyss We’ll return there, but You can get through this Happiness is not Confined to the past…

Smell the fog rise from the coffee Swelling the rich, dockside air Tell of the kindness of moonbeams Spelling the dull concrete fair. Rush now, the canteen is closing Push to fit mugs on the shelf Hush, let the cook leave in peace – she…

The moth chases the pretty lights Reflected from beautiful things The moth can’t reach them in one night And can’t see the jewels on its wings The butterflies sip sugar cups The blackbird glories as he sings The moth at times feels envious, And can’t…

If you’d direct the masses to go, Not necessarily to war This works just as well for any cause, These are some rules you ought to know It’s vital to give the crowd a show; Remind them what we’re fighting for And, if any of…