Sugar Zone Wins PEN Literary Award - video

I write to understand myself as inspiered by the Holy Spirit and those who can identyfy with my growth grow to know God better too. Having God pleased with me, for using the gift He gave me to answer His call, this now gives me purpose for living. This to me is what poetry is about, R. A. Feller My books can be found on Amozon Books

I won silver pen letter of the week for writing about rubbish entitles, Don’t talk rubbish talk bins Whatever happened to the old days, do you remember? We had small galvanized bins with lids that were emptied on weekly basis. The bin man would come fetch our bin from our back door. Then leave it at the bottom gate for us to pick up. What we did not throw away we burned in the fire grate. But rubbish of course is not the same nowadays. It’s mainly plastic. Years ago it was mostly glass, cardboard, wood, paper or tin. Shops used to take back empty bottles, and the shopkeeper would give 3d back off each empty one that we returned. Nice bit of pocket money for us children. We could buy a bar of Cadbury’s chocolate those days for 6d, which was half a shilling in the old money that became 5p in new decimal currency. However, today the manufacturer continues to make plastic packaging; so they and the supermarkets that they supply can make maximum profits, while tenants and local council battle it out between them-selves what to do with all this rubbish that is being mass produced. For example; the council on the one hand are suggesting using smaller bins that can be collected fortnightly, and tenants on the other hand are saying the big bins are not big enough to hold all their waste, unless emptied on weekly basis, even though they recycle it. I remember back in the old days our rubbish mostly consisted of ashes from the fire, because anything that would burn, we burned to keep warm. And the ashes from the fire took up less space and sometimes we put them down in the garden to make a path to walk on. As for our bin men; we were as happy to see them as they were to see us. They used to play football in their break time either out on the road or on the car park. They were a friendly lot and well respected by everyone.

It must be the most wonderful thing to receive an award.

Wow congratulations Mary. How wonderful to receive an award for a book which encourages those without voices to write and speak out. I will seek out your book and read it. Thanks for sharing, Dr Anita Jetnikoff from Australia.

Best Wnishes Ms.Davis I love the title of your of your book, it immediately captured my attention. The name of my book is "Profound" God's Poetry In Motion" recently published by Xlibris Publishing. It is about people who have a lot to say, and nobody to say it too. Arthur Freeman