Grand Design

This is a poem from last year that I have re-written as I like to experiment with perspectives.. Selfish Self-Pity Continue reading →

Saturday

“Lance lives in the shed With Frank and Henry No one remembers why they are there” Rakes Spades And Spiders Continue reading →

The Rocks Of A Bedside Oblivion

Compulsive Behaviour is weighing me down Shake free from drowning chains I have no obsessions to relinquish Just the fact Continue reading →

Autumn Shades

Autumn shades that remind me of home And that painting on the wall Hazy mists of the morning sun and Continue reading →