Biography of Doug Blair
Living in Waterloo, Ontario. Married to Hilary with 2 children Lauren and Jordan. Inspirational blogger and poet since 2008. Shipper and Health and Safety Professional in metal fab plant. Hiker. Photographer. Newsboy for Jesus.
Doug Blair's Works:
Numerous ebooks with issuu.com/dewane including Bended Knee and Breathless; Church on the Hoist; The Onlookers; Taking the Wings of Praise; Men with Men; Things Get Broke.
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Doug Blair Poems
Call me a church mouse Yep, generations of ‘em
Simon Of Cyrene
I could scarce believe my ears As the Roman soldier said: “You there, stranger, lift that cross, Follow Jesus, good as dead.”
The Quiet Man
He came to do his Father’s will, This quiet man of Nazareth; At thirty years he pondered still The mission that would mean his death.
I would see him at three thirty On the street beneath my flat. Kids would call him strange and dirty Like a mouse plagued by stray cats.
Out Of Hemingway's Cuba
Oh Santiago, back again For days sore missed at sea
My Slim Bark
My slim bark, my slim bark Glides smoothly cross the lake.
Wind Of The Spirit
I launch the kite at the first real burst of wind. Colourful and dancing it decorates the sky. Up and up to the realm of angels. I seemingly with it. Flying.
Green Grocer Of Rye
Sure an' 'tis a grand day Me barrow full of goods
The Least Of These
We love it here As the Sundays pass With the smiles galore With the rich stained glass
Mary, At Jesus' Feet
I cannot beat the trails, Or trim the wind-taut sails, Or pitch a camp beside the dusty road. I cannot tame the crowd,
When I think of the choice That you made before the world In the portals of Glory, answered “yes”. I am moved at the centre
Eighteen years stooped over Like a bowing fern
Five Chapters Of Grief Vividly Felt
Mine eyes run down with waters I see the judgment come
Doing Good Only
We take the barbs And try to keep on smiling
And I awoke
And saw a crowd of singers
The victories of their King.
Crutches and prosthetics