When I have writers block, sometimes it becomes my subject. This is one of my older poems now, but the fact that I can still read it suggests it may have some longevity in it. What do you think?
It seems to me that creative partnerships sprang up across the UK in a whirlwind of inspiration and sudden, brief funding from Europe. As a result, many schools got quite excited about the opportunities for really engaging lessons, while some were not even aware that
There are many outlets for creativity in a worshipful setting. Christians believing themselves to be created in Gods image have an unfathomable scope of inspiration in that very act, because if we are created in the image of a creator it is our most natural
Father heaves a great autumnal sigh And lays her down in darkness Her sallow countenance belies A crystalline hope As carefully, delicately she draws Her pristine gown of white Around her neck, as she awaits Her groom, the coming spring. by Ben Cook This poem
Hush, come quietly by
For now the mice are praying
This track was written, recorded and produced by Ben. He plays all the instruments and programmed the drums on this track too.