Cafe Poetry

Cafe Poetry is written quickly, with little editing. It comes from somewhere central, doesn't try to be important. But it has something real to say. It's called cafe poetry because it's non-formal in intent. If it finds a way into lectures and sermons, that's okay, but finding resonance is the essence of recognition. Feedback is always good.

Tuesday, 4 September 2018

Zen and Heart.

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There's a shortcut anyone can take to the heart. It's about knowing feeling, although senses' snake doesn't know n...
Thursday, 18 January 2018

Birthday homily

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God is love. When I was young they taught me God is love. These were important words, the biggest in English language, s...
Monday, 15 January 2018

Poem to myself

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I've arrived at a door I'd thought was locked, and the key gone. Not any more, words are said not owned, and mine are beg...
Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Alive

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Somewhere a hadeda is alive because it was nurtured and nourished, from falling over, next door, on the bowling green. It stayed an...
Monday, 27 November 2017

Dissecting God.

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You have to deal with what's in front of you, and the action you take is what happens. Yet God happens deep in these human em...
Saturday, 18 November 2017

Touch

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I'm surprised by what touch does. Reaching out, or just happening, or something big, on purpose, somehow it says more than lan...
Thursday, 26 October 2017

Stopping time

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Sometimes it happens, probably more often than we think. When we feel, that's more to the point. I've watched it, com...
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Prof Walter Harry Willies
Prof Walter Harry Willies, the author of this concept, is the product of multi-disciplinary, formal and non-formal education. He has taught in schools, colleges and universities since 1977.
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