Peter Hall

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

Peter Hall Poems

41. It's New Year's Eve Again 1/6/2013
42. It's Not Judgement She Needs 9/18/2014
43. Keep Your Eye On The Big Picture 11/30/2013
44. Learning From Mistakes 1/6/2013
45. Life After Death, Living After Love 10/25/2013
46. London's Burning 1/1/2013
47. Maturity 12/13/2014
48. Mind Engraver 7/27/2013
49. Misty Times 9/18/2014
50. My Mother 1/24/2014
51. Northern Hemisphere Holiday Time 1/6/2013
52. Nothing Stays The Same 1/1/2013
53. Pain And Joy 8/28/2014
54. Peak Hour In Manchester 1/5/2013
55. Pride - The Master Of Disguise 1/1/2013
56. Put A Crown Above Their Head 1/1/2013
57. Real Love 1/24/2015
58. Revenge 3/14/2013
59. Saturday Arvo At Da Footy 1/5/2013
60. Sea Sick Punk 5/14/2013
61. Securely Held 12/13/2014
62. Shinty Town 12/13/2014
63. Smelling The Coffee On The Isle Of Skye 8/22/2013
64. Summer Moon Over Glasgow 7/25/2013
65. That's Good, That's Bad 1/1/2013
66. The Bard Of Scotland 2/23/2014
67. The Bruising Of The Tender Parts 3/1/2014
68. The Creation Needle 1/24/2015
69. The Daystar 11/30/2013
70. The Drone Of The Bagpipes 6/29/2014
71. The Eagle 1/1/2013
72. The Eyes 1/14/2013
73. The Eyes Begin To Change 10/12/2013
74. The Force Of Nature 8/28/2014
75. The Frozen Pond 9/18/2014
76. The Glasgow Clearances 8/22/2013
77. The Heavenly Gift 1/2/2013
78. The Humanist Funeral 6/8/2013
79. The Journey From Compulsion 9/5/2013
80. The Kite 1/1/2013
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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The Kite

I had an emotional dream last night
I was teaching my Grandson to fly a kite.

It flew so high till it was unseen
I gave him the rope at the start of the dream.

He asked me 'does God really live up there? '
As the kite floated higher into the air.

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