Christopher Wren Raggatt
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In this one single body of ours, which is the guardian of memory, the revealor of emotions and the vessel holding our conscious and unconscious states, we should recognize a common humanity.
The rule of law is sympathetic to our natures as Nature’s laws do their best to nourish us…although a certain amount of unpredictability is essential.
How shall we be known except by our work…How shall we be judged if not by the consequences of our actions.
Feel free to criticize anything I post.
Groups
Christopher Wren Raggatt is a member of !* Dark Cabaret *!, "Poetry and Beautiful Women" , All About Your Best Work, All things Coffee, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Art of Erotic Visions, Art Up Close, Artrageous RB Artists - Self Portrait Gallery, Beauty of The Human Body , Creative, Talented, and Unknown, Dirty Filthy Art: Charcoal, Dirty pretty things., Fine Arts, Finks of Inks, Hand painted or drawn Buildings and architecture, Mature Woman, Midnight Ramblers, Outsiders, Put Out! or Get Out!!!, Remodernist Painters' Group, The Artistic Nude, The Eyes Have It, The Healing Journey, The Red Writing Room, The Sensual Word, The Word Tree and Windows and Doors.
Art
Writing
Illegible Notes
We fled the nightclub. / She says Jayne Mansfield singin’ “Little things mean a lot” is her favourite song… so I put on Monk’s “Misterioso” and the car takes …
Prayer of King Henry V Before The Battle of Agincourt.
Oh Lord this day I am going to be very busy… / And sometimes I may forget Thee, / But do not Thou forget me.
Garden.
Adam n Eve went down to the supermarket one day to check it out, see if they had any apples or anything. Eve lookin around her at all the stuff, Ad was checkin out the shop assistants legs… Eve …
My brush with fame...
The ancient filmstar turned up in a white car / Accompanied by her faithful entourage, / A smalltown crowd applauded and local photographers / Took pictures for their papers. / If anything her beaut…
Innocence
It was lunchtime at the Catholic Elementary School…At one end of the refectory table was a large bowl of apples and a note written by the Sister, / “Only take one apple each, God is watchi…
There's a place for us...
Maria, no-one here thee abuses, / Though some kinda jealous and immature / That you a person of real warmth and stature. / Stand in this doorway with me till the rain passes. Those chocolate shoes…
