Terry McArthur | Blog 28|30.12.22 Oh, I won't be silent & I won't let go I will hold on tighter 'til the afterglow - Ed Sheeran I...

Terry McArthur | Blog 26 | 6.8.2022 He came like an ancient prophecy sparked by the howling of the seasons. Those who pursued him knew...

Terry McArthur Blog #25 | 10. 7. 2022 "I did not do it on purpose" - Marie Antoinette. i The most beautiful, the rarest of species, so...

BLOG #24 | 29.5.2022 Is that your daughter’s blood in the shopping mall Sprayed on the windows, running down the wall ? Is that a gunner...

ORIGINALLY POSTED Blog #23 | 25.4.2022 | REPOSTED 25.4.2024 Ron McArthur i You were one of those men whose spirit is untameable Living...

Blog #22. 11| 3 | 22 Humanity is in transition. There will be darkness and suffering. There will be light and love. There will be...

BLOG #21. 25 | 2| 2022. HERE COMES THE WAR Upon the hand that wears the ring Upon the land where locusts sing There lies a shadow that...

Blog #19. | 26.1.2022 BIG TROUBLE WITH AUSTRALIA DAY - A REPOST. Big Trouble" is a live, raw and unedited sorry poem. It's my take on...

BLOG #18. 25 | 1 | 2O22 Alcohol Amnesia Beads Bibles Colonists Convicts Death Denial England Empire Fate Fuckery Gold Guns Hysteria...

Blog #14, November 2021. A poem for the pandemic. In the vastness of the heart We meet once more The veil of lifetimes lifted The...

Blog #13. JULY 2021. At 68 (for Deborah) Older than rain falling from winter sky Older than light breaking-open the darkness Older than...

BLOG #12. JUNE 2021. HOW TARA OATZ SANG THOSE NOTES. Tara Oatz was born on a full moon and without a hint of encouragement erupted from...

Blog #10 May 15th 2021. For Deborah. ours is the ancient dance made of rock and earth beneath the footprint of time ours is the...

Blog #9: May 3, 2021. words are ancient trees anchored in seed and soil singing up from their roots sweet sap to branch and leaf...

BLOG #9 : An Easter Poem. ONE KISS IS ALL I ASK Judas: I am your most loyal servant How can I refuse? Jesus: Come my love Don’t be hard...

BLOG # 8. Broken at birth, broken by fate, broken by love, broken by hate. Broken by the hand that says too poor, too tall, too small,...

BLOG #5. December. Poetry. A President who refuses to go A Chairman who would rule the world. All about us the tick tock of climate...

BLOG #4 November : Ruminations | Reflections | Anecdotes | Contemplations On the first Tuesday of a spring so bountiful everyone was...