
Cider Sun
The autumn is breathtaking The cider coloured sun shining on the hills of Lee Crisp red and golden clarity ringing Continue reading
The autumn is breathtaking The cider coloured sun shining on the hills of Lee Crisp red and golden clarity ringing Continue reading
This is a poem from last year that I have re-written as I like to experiment with perspectives.. Selfish Self-Pity Continue reading
“Lance lives in the shed With Frank and Henry No one remembers why they are there” Rakes Spades And Spiders Continue reading
Compulsive Behaviour is weighing me down Shake free from drowning chains I have no obsessions to relinquish Just the fact Continue reading
Autumn shades that remind me of home And that painting on the wall Hazy mists of the morning sun and Continue reading