SHORT STORIES

Ideas, hopes, dreams. I write, I paint, I love the bush and walking on the beach.

Glenda Warburton
Author – Freelance Writer – Artist

POEMS

4 February 2020

There is one

When I am alone Drowning in sadness The music of unrequited love Throbbing through my mind There is One whose arms fold gently around When fear […]
13 October 2016

The Morning Wind

The Morning Wind   An errant breeze ruffled curtains A glimpse of indigo sky The morning star proudly incandescent   There’s a whispering in the cane […]
28 January 2015

Loss

I feel the grain of the wood Its rich red magnificence And I mourn anew the death of the tree That gave life to my world. […]

MY THOUGHTS

16 November 2024

The Apprentice Protocol

Wherever possible, Saturdays are quiet, the day I take things easy, spend true quiet time with my Lord, bible in hand, and just be as I […]
2 November 2024

Beside Still Waters

This imagery when presented to me resonated deep within my soul. This could be the title of a book, or maybe a poem. It came to […]
31 October 2024

A Place of Sanctuary

The small carcass of a bushbuck lay defencelessly in an open glade. Some twenty metres away, blended into dry bush, a leopard groomed her cub. A […]