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Of Welsh descent, Bill Thomas is currently a teacher of Religious Studies, History & Astronomy at Tewkesbury School in Gloucestershire, UK. As well as writing & performing poetry, in his spare time he takes pictures of postboxes & plays Subbuteo (flick-to-kick table soccer) . He is married, with two stepchildren & a permanent puzzled expression while trying to look for things that were there just a moment ago. more »
Wild Bill Balding Poems
hormonal soup
pulsing, congealing;
chrysalis carapace
throbbing, cracking; ... more »
There's a lobby by my study where my visitors may enter
which, since we got the kittens, has a dirtbox at the centre.
They're still too young to go outside, that's why I ask for pity:
they've ...... more »
God is a verb, not a noun:
'I am who I am,
I will be who I will be.'... more »
My spirit paces like a captive bear,
set limits by a fence of tempered steel,
that with its shadows marks its deadening seal
on concrete ground that passes for my lair.... more »
When you are older with a place of your own
I will come and visit at awkward moments,
and lean on the doorbell until you answer.
I shall piss over your toilet seat, the carpet,... more »
Why is it when I'm doing what dogs do,
what dogs are designed to do,
then I'm a Bad Dog?... more »
I want you, but can I trust you?
The things you say excite me,
but I’ve heard them said before:
sweet words dry up too soon,... more »
Comments about Wild Bill Balding
God Is A Verb
God is a verb, not a noun:
'I am who I am,
I will be who I will be.'
dynamic, seething, active
web of love poured out,
given, received, exchanged,
one God in vibrant community
always on the move,
slipping through our fingers,
blowing through the nets we cast
to hold and name,
confine to nouns, to labels,
freezeframe stasis,
pinned like a butterfly,
solid, cold, controlled, lifeless.
'I am who I am,
I will be who I will be' -
not pinned down by names, labels,
buildings, traditions,
or even by nails to wood: ...
Strange but if anyone had asked me age 7 what I wanted to be I might have said 'a crayon' and I still tend to add an embellishment and a bit of colour to absolutely everything! I am not sure you liked the boy who wanted to be a crayon but I think he was possibly the one with the lateral thinking. What did he grow up to be?
Thought provoking.