On a hill

On a hill There is a tree You can walk there, though it may take a while The tree has Continue reading →

Tales from the Edge of my Living Room – The Rabbits of Newton North

I have had a recent burst of creativity after some time out. I have still been writing and slowly and Continue reading →

Sorry to miss you

One morning last week I had to leave the house early and because it was the school holidays my daughter Continue reading →

Despotic Bureaucracy

Monolithic insanity cuts through the air with no magnanimity Cold stone prophet to calculated cruelty, not by accident but by Continue reading →

Just Dean

Justine “Just Dean did you say dear?” No Justine! “Who is this Dean anyway?” Nevermind Nan… Copyright John de Gruyther Continue reading →

Clock of Dials

Clock of dials, crocodiles Short-sleeved on a bike The first signs of spring It’s been a while for the clock Continue reading →

Green Man Guarding

Twisted limbs reaching through wrecked windows of abandoned mill Hive of industry for the men living on the hill Walking Continue reading →

Despotic Bureaucracy

Monolithic insanity cuts through the air with no magnanimity Cold stone prophet to calculated cruelty, not by accident but by Continue reading →