Love

are the birdsong that brings peace to the morning.

This might seem a little corny, like a Valentines card poem but I always thought of it as a lock where the reader is a key.

A Photograph

You gotta love technology; sometimes, there's just no choice ;)

Crazy Maybe

(Edit 10/02/2011) A winter’s afternoon, yet a May Tree by my window bursts into bloom!

In These Pages

...

A Father's Love

For my Son, who leaves tomorrow...

The maladies of heartbreak:In loving memory of Jay

I recount the words and phrases and try to remember the moments that meant so much and the gravity to which they were nothing in your eyes. I almost cry at what I find.

Post breakup lunacy

They say we choose our joys and our sorrows And yet I have come to dread the morrow That from my choosing has come to follow. The winter cold lingers in an art and fashion

Ciara aged five and a bit

`The moon is like a smile'

Let Your Heart Go

Some lyrics. I have them recorded on my youtube account: /stjimmyrocks92