Asbestos Skies

Asbestos Skies Rusty old pipe on the ancient stone wall Run through the decaying car park Uncomfortable companions in this Continue reading →

Moon

The early frost is mourning, the moon has gone its way The early frost is sighing, the sun is on Continue reading →

The Well

The Well On a hill There is a well And in the deep dark recesses Lives a thought Cruelty dwells Continue reading →

Chemical Lies

Last week I posted a poem and a song called Asbestos Skies and I mentioned it is an unofficial companion Continue reading →