Cherrypicked stories

I couldn’t understand why I’d never discovered it before. Perhaps I had, once, years ago during my childhood but it had frightened me and I’d locked...

The locals call it Chicken Pizza Its sacrificial wells and ball courts silent long before the conquistadors ignored it and sold the land for for...

I do not watch the news anymore, but yesterday I watched it off and on for most of the day. It was big news around the world, and many people went to...

I’ve been here before, This place; I recognize the straggling, ugly, angry wallpaper; And the way the darkness rolls in from all the sides at once. I...

Large field, herd of frisky bullocks (or heifers?) far off the other side; inquisitively they start moving together to see who we are; a noise behind...

I don't write much about my 23 years in the blue suit, when you've read this, you'll probably see why. Image is a mock-up, (fake) made from PD elements.

I look at the hook, and cant believe it’s empty of jingling, jangling keys, Oh please, where did I place them, can memory trace them? when did I use them how could I lose them again? (a slight reworking of a piece in 2013)

Dear diary...as Summer Solstice arrives on Wednesday 21 st June 2023, I decided to celebrate with a poem. Softly solstice will arrive, sustain me...

Not sure what happened here. One minute I was behaving like a pompous poet, next minute I came over all Gothic. Anyway, I read this to my 5-year old Granddaughter as a bedtime story and for some reason her mother's had me issued with a restraining order. There really is no pleasing some people. Though I suppose on the bright side I don't get roped into to anymore last minute babysitting duties.