poetry

Louise Funnell

Jul 12, 20202 min read

Fallow

Recently, I was journaling and asking God what on earth this season was all about! He dropped the word FALLOW into my heart. Not being...

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Louise Funnell

Apr 20, 20192 min read

The Middle Zone

Waiting in the unknown in the middle zone not seeing just holding on to what was spoken a token of hope, pressing into your palm ...

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Louise Funnell

Apr 14, 20192 min read

Write what you can

At the beginning of the year I wrote a post around my word for 2019 which is to Deepen. Reading back through it even today, I can see...

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Louise Funnell

Feb 2, 20191 min read

Nonchalant

Sitting in a local cafe remind myself that part of my deepening in 2019 is to write more. Yet often the words come faster than the ink...

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Louise Funnell

Dec 19, 20181 min read

Unashamed

For I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God that brings salvation to everyone who believes: first to the Jew, then...

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Louise Funnell

Mar 5, 20182 min read

A History of My Obsession With Words

As part of a series on creativity in our church. I was asked to speak on using creative writing in worship. I opened with this spoken...

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Louise Funnell

Feb 11, 20182 min read

Nothing is Ordinary

Focus February Update: well I’ve managed to get one big job done! The doors in my house are now all finally painted. Money wise I’ve...

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Louise Funnell

Jan 28, 20181 min read

Today I am…

Yesterday I attending ‘Writing, Coffee & Conversation’ a creative writing/poetry workshop in Mornington Cresent run by Charmaine Pollard....

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Louise Funnell

Jan 21, 20182 min read

Faithful

There are times when our knowledge of what is true and our experiences seem to match up. Then there are times where they don’t, yet we...

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Louise Funnell

Jan 12, 20173 min read

SIXTY – TWO

Last week I met a man who’s eyes and heart were far younger than his age He told me he had been married sixty-two years, He told me it...

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Louise Funnell

Dec 11, 20161 min read

ELEVEN

Today I sang Twice You loved singing I miss your song I miss you How your eyes danced when you smile I hear your laugh As if you...

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Louise Funnell

Dec 4, 20161 min read

FOUR

For all those I know, who are waiting in the unknown… MAGNIFICAT She sings, Not knowing the future Not knowing what it holds No...

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Louise Funnell

Oct 25, 20162 min read

Powerful Vulnerability

I am inspired by films Actually, I get inspiration through many different routes, and mostly when I am not looking for it. However films;...

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Louise Funnell

Oct 4, 20161 min read

CINDERELLA [spoken word]

One of my projects over the summer was just to write and see where it went. Sometimes the writing didn’t come so easy. This started as a...

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Louise Funnell

Feb 10, 20162 min read

RUN

[Spoken Word] I wrote a few years ago but still hold true now. So I’m running this race. And these things keep weighing me down I...

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Louise Funnell

Nov 14, 20151 min read

VIVE

The first time I met you, I was with my mum. We needed time to reconnect, You helped us do that. Neither of us completely understood...

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Louise Funnell

Jul 20, 20151 min read

temporary sinking

For a while she could see nothing but darkness For a while all she could see was confusion It was like she was bobbing up and down in...

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Louise Funnell

Dec 13, 20141 min read

Ruby [a poem]

So it seems this year is ending how it began… I shall therefore write. It’s the only way I know … RUBY that smile that smile and that...

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Louise Funnell

Aug 28, 20141 min read

Ramblings [part two]

She takes her hand and places it in his Not letting go, he is strong always with his eye on me always capable always trustworthy ...

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Louise Funnell

Aug 28, 20141 min read

“Rambling” [part one]

She walks down the winding passages through the avenues and back street scared wondering, wishing she could be in that place she does...

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