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Now you see me: RESTORATION

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Saturday, August 06, 2011. Mixed with the rush of. Pumped from the heart. Of the virgin strata. As men scratched low. With their flesh and bone. For the loan of a loaf. A roof and a home. Of the sun in the cwm. To the wheel that winding. Marked the birth and. The death of the day. For their men to pay. Now a fading memory. Of washed out riches. Round the ancient track. For a rainbow promise. And a long look back. C) 2009 Graham Oakes. View my complete profile.

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Now you see me: November 2012

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Sunday, November 11, 2012. Breaking the silence . A bubble of peace. In the flood;. A secret haven, all mine. A place of learning,. About you, my Lord. Are you merely Lord, here,. Is it only here. That I will love, honour and obey;. Away from the stones and stares. Of this noisy world? I am safe in the silence. When you share it with me -. But it is not mine to keep. When you call me away. Let me be silent. When you alone must speak -. Then speak through me.

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Now you see me: August 2011

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Saturday, August 06, 2011. Mixed with the rush of. Pumped from the heart. Of the virgin strata. As men scratched low. With their flesh and bone. For the loan of a loaf. A roof and a home. Of the sun in the cwm. To the wheel that winding. Marked the birth and. The death of the day. For their men to pay. Now a fading memory. Of washed out riches. Round the ancient track. For a rainbow promise. And a long look back. C) 2009 Graham Oakes. Thursday, August 04, 2011.

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Now you see me: December 2011

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Wednesday, December 21, 2011. Just heard from Canon Andrew White, Vicar of Baghdad, about the desperate situation in Iraq now that the US forces have left. There remains hope . but it needs us to share the love of that baby who came so far to save us. Look into the stable, feel the warmth inside. See the loving mother, see the loving child. See the adoration, hands and gifts are raised -. Hear the angels worship, all creation praise . Glory to God,. Innocence...

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Now you see me: August 2008

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Thursday, August 21, 2008. And our local Pentecostal church held a special open air event at our local showfield. Nothing special but I took my kids and some of their friends along. The preacher spoke about Jesus walking on the water and Peter taking the plunge. I'm not sure what it was in particular that inspired me but I felt my creative juices flowing and came up with this song. Walking on the water. Walking on the water is impossible to do. Than the waves,.

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Now you see me: December 2012

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Saturday, December 08, 2012. Friday, 7th December, 2012. After hearing about the death of a nurse who took a hoax call from a radio station in Australia when the Duchess of Cambridge was in hospital . reprinted from my Facebook Page. So sad to hear the news from King Edward VII Hospital in London about the death of one of the nurses caught up in the hoax call . So heartened that she and her colleague were being supported by the hospital . So moved to pray for...

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Now you see me

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Sunday, November 11, 2012. Breaking the silence . A bubble of peace. In the flood;. A secret haven, all mine. A place of learning,. About you, my Lord. Are you merely Lord, here,. Is it only here. That I will love, honour and obey;. Away from the stones and stares. Of this noisy world? I am safe in the silence. When you share it with me -. But it is not mine to keep. When you call me away. Let me be silent. When you alone must speak -. Then speak through me.

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Now you see me: January 2007

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Tuesday, January 02, 2007. I really must get on top of this Blog thing . especially if I want more people to share it I suppose. Don't want to just blog to myself after all! One way is to do what I'm doing now and enter stuff when I'm at work in the nights (on-call) waiting for things to happen. Perhaps I'll try and upload (or whatever the term is) a photo of Capel Gwladys - and some other things that have inspired me . watch this space.

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Now you see me: July 2006

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Saturday, July 29, 2006. Ok, so if you've got a blog you've got to look after it! Bit like a dog really, or kids, both of which I have some experience of . and feeding either once a year would certainly stunt their growth somewhat. So, here I am again with some word tappings except I'm not sure what to say / share / blog on about. What's happened since my last (first) attempt? Generally investing heavily in B&Q. If you have been, thanks for reading .

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Now you see me

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Now you see me. Musings of a creative writer. Saturday, December 03, 2011. Folk at the Parish . Thursday, 1st December 2011 I read some poems at Merthyr Tydfil in aid of MacMillan Cancer Support and included a new one written for the occasion about Dic Penderyn, after whom the local Witherspoons is named! Nice curries on Thursdays! Innocence is no defence. When scapegoats are required;. Caught up in something bigger. Than a single, just desire. You march with fellow workers. Their passion in your soul;.