Many Mansions; for Sister David Lewis

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Photograph of Sister David Lewis reproduced by kind permission of Scott Coleman

Sister David Lewis taught for many years at St. Joseph’s Catholic Primary School in Devizes in Wiltshire, and will be remembered by many with affection and gratitude. 

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I’m crying for a Catholic nun

Who once was kind to me

As I sat there in my miniskirt

Bad mother, C of E

“Sister David, the police came round

And battered down the door”

“Well, do you know, my dear,” she said

“I’ve heard that one before”

And she blessed me, without blinking

With a smile on her face

And I knew I was forgiven

Hail Mary, full of grace

And I can hear as clear as day

The words she said to me

“In my father’s house, my dear,

There many mansions be”

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© Gail Foster 29th December 2016

 

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truly odd; a bowie thing

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something strange to earth was sent

dropped some art then simply went

now lonely spiders left on mars

watch red shoes dance on dusty stars

and walls of televisions sing

sweet things about the rebel king

the lad insane, the skinny duke

androgynous inspired fluke

flight of peacock, coloured flash

funkin’ funky ash to ash

china diamond, cold as god

genuinely, truly odd

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by gail

Her Voice; for Alex Lascelles

Alex Lascelles had a twinkle in her eye and one of the most powerful reading voices I have ever heard; her funeral is being held this Friday, at the church of St. John the Baptist in Devizes, at 2.45pm.  Rest in peace, lady.

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When Alex Lascelles

Did the readings at church

Her deep ancient voice

Like a dignified drum

Sounded like God

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by Gail