Not Viable
“Sorry, sometimes it’s just not viable and we don’t know why?” They stared blankly at the peeling paint of the Continue reading
“Sorry, sometimes it’s just not viable and we don’t know why?” They stared blankly at the peeling paint of the Continue reading
I saw you standing on the bridge You were waving Now you’re out of reach The memory so vivid, it’s Continue reading
Is that a nest He longs to face the window What sort of bird would build such a roost A Continue reading
Glorious crimson when I close my eyes Memories of a life and the golden pretend. Copyright John de Gruyther 2016
It might have been called a chapel but I found no God or spirituality there and it might have had Continue reading
Originally posted on The World Outside the Window:
Tea in a Plastic Beaker Tea in a Plastic Beaker Grey machinery Tainted with war monger’s…
I am making good progress on my first novel, I now have 40,000 words and a fully mapped out plot. I am currently Continue reading