On Eling Hill Poems

These poems were written over three years at St Mary the Virgin on Eling Hill. They come out of the thousand year old church, from the Saxon foundation stones, the Victorian stained glass windows, the ancient yew trees and the wind blowing up the Solent into Bartley Water, where the tides wash in and out powering the mill and feeding the swans, ducks and geese. They come out of the friends and colleagues who worship and celebrate with me, out of the teaching and preaching, and the quietness, the meditation and the prayer. Above all, they come from the natural God who made me, who gave me words, emotions and an understanding of things. Sometimes.