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    Hints of Reality: Reality is Jesus, Jesus is life
    Hints of Reality: Reality is Jesus, Jesus is life
    Hints of Reality: Reality is Jesus, Jesus is life
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    Hints of Reality: Reality is Jesus, Jesus is life

    By Martin H Perry

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    A book of poetry is like a selection of music on a CD, or pictures hanging on a wall in art gallery. It tells of things the writer has seen, understood or experienced. He is trying to share his discovery or

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKingdom Publishers
    Release dateApr 1, 2022
    ISBN9781911697077
    Hints of Reality: Reality is Jesus, Jesus is life
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    Martin H Perry

    I have been writing poetry for many years but not seriously sought publication. I did have a regular poetry page in the quarterly Welsh Country Magazine. I grew up in Bristol, was an accounts clerk for a few years before going to theological college to train as a church minister. I served the Lord in the north-east before returning to Bristol. Since retiring, my wife Sally and I run a small but successful village shop, with me occasionally taking a service.

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      Book preview

      Hints of Reality - Martin H Perry

      Hints of Reality

      Reality is Jesus, Jesus is life

      Martin H. Perry

      Hints of Reality

      Reality is Jesus, Jesus is life

      Copyright© Martin H. Perry

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form by photocopying or any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage or retrieval systems, without permission in writing from both the copyright owner and the publisher of the book. The right of Martin H. Perry to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by him in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 and any subsequent amendments thereto.

      A catalogue record for this book is available from the British Library.

      All Scripture Quotations have been taken from the New International Version and the King James Version of the Bible.

      ISBN: 978-1-911697-07-7

      1st Edition by Kingdom Publishers

      Kingdom Publishers

      London, UK.

      You can purchase copies of this book from any leading bookstore or email contact@kingdompublishers.co.uk

      Thanks

      To my son Ian M. Perry for the beautiful cover illustration.

      Contents

      BURNING BUSH

      TURNED  AND  WALKED  THROUGH  THE  RAIN

      TOWER ACROSS THE VALLEY

      MORE TEA, VICAR

      THE WIND BLOWS OVER IT…

      THE CHILD OF THEN AND NOW

      HIS  GREATEST  DECISION

      HOSANNA  DUST

      ONE  EVENING  IN  GETHSEMANE

      SONNETS FOR EASTER

      BORN  TO  IMAGINATION

      PRAYER IS….?

      SEEING THE FACE OF CHRIST

      REQUIEM  IN  A  PANDEMIC

      BURNING BUSH

      How burnt the bush without the burning?

      Like golden leaves that glint and shine

      in flowing balls of sun-heat…..

      a sign that called to Moses, turning

      from bleat of sheep and task on line

      of hill where sky and earth meet….

      Phenomena!

      Oh, how unsure they make us,

      confused in mind they take us

      to doubt’s inquirer.

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