Poetry

A Face in the Clouds

Have you ever passed someone in the street and wondered, what if?

All I think is You

Alarm goes off, it's eight AM, according to my DJ friend, Monday morning, Febuary ten, All I think is you.

Bluebird

A poem remembering a childhood journey from the city to the countryside.

Ces petites feuilles

ces petites feuilles du pass?

Coppers

A short, simple poem about being skint!