Old Oak

A recent attempt at Flash Fiction, a difficult but fun challenge. The theme was the 80’s and in my illustration Continue reading →

Graveyard Ghosts

Melancholy weighs in his throat. Sun is blazing as the summer refuses to die like his memories. In a graveyard Continue reading →

Cider Sun

The autumn is breathtaking The cider coloured sun shining on the hills of Lee Crisp red and golden clarity ringing Continue reading →

Saturday Again

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

If I Could Fall

  If I Could Fall by John de Gruyther “Let’s drive to Mexico, the wind in our hair” I smile 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 →

Poem Of The Week – If I Could Fall by John de Gruyther

I recently remembered this poem I composed at some point last year. It was part of a project my song-writing partner Continue reading →