Peter Hall

Rookie - 211 Points [Peter Hall] (Sydney, Australia.)

Peter Hall Poems

1. Wisdom Has Its Way 1/1/2013
2. Winter Of Content 12/13/2014
3. Where The Grass Is Greener 8/21/2014
4. Walk Across The Forth Bridge 12/13/2014
5. Time's Eye 8/15/2013
6. There Is Much To Celebrate 8/31/2013
7. The Wisest Leader 12/13/2014
8. The Veil 8/21/2014
9. The Spiritual Hitch-Hiker 9/18/2014
10. The Ship Of Western Culture 9/25/2014
11. The Road Home From Glasgow Airport 8/21/2014
12. The Real Wasteland 8/21/2014
13. The Prisoner And The Chaplain 1/2/2013
14. The Pain 1/2/2013
15. The Outcast Weeps 6/29/2014
16. The Offensive Domain 9/18/2014
17. The Mask 1/6/2013
18. The Marrow Of The Soul 6/29/2014
19. The Life 9/18/2014
20. The Leaving Of A Loved One 1/5/2013
21. The Leaven From Heaven 11/30/2013
22. The Kite 1/1/2013
23. The Journey From Compulsion 9/5/2013
24. The Humanist Funeral 6/8/2013
25. The Heavenly Gift 1/2/2013
26. The Glasgow Clearances 8/22/2013
27. The Frozen Pond 9/18/2014
28. The Force Of Nature 8/28/2014
29. The Eyes Begin To Change 10/12/2013
30. The Eyes 1/14/2013
31. The Eagle 1/1/2013
32. The Drone Of The Bagpipes 6/29/2014
33. The Daystar 11/30/2013
34. The Creation Needle 1/24/2015
35. The Bruising Of The Tender Parts 3/1/2014
36. The Bard Of Scotland 2/23/2014
37. That's Good, That's Bad 1/1/2013
38. Summer Moon Over Glasgow 7/25/2013
39. Smelling The Coffee On The Isle Of Skye 8/22/2013
40. Shinty Town 12/13/2014
Best Poem of Peter Hall

Identity Controls Behaviour

Identity controls behaviour
Identity controls emotions
Identity controls how we think
Identity controls behaviour.

Identity determines behaviour
Identity determines feeling
Identity determines our mental pictures
Identity determines behaviour.

We do not rule our believing
Our believing rules us
Our believing rules how we think
We do not rule our believing.

Identity controls behaviour
Believing controls identity
Identity is borne in what we believe
Who do you believe you are?

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Wisdom Has Its Way

A warm summer's day at a freshly mown park
Hearing kids smile and hearing dogs bark
I sit and enjoy at a bench made of wood
I think about God and how He is so good.

A few yards away at another park bench
A couple were talking, as their fists are clenched
30 minutes full, of argument and rancor
Highlight their pain, their hurt and their anger.

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