Lullaby

And I rise from the tall grasses to follow my lullaby home.

Touch

A short writing about the first touch of a lover, and first dance. A practice of using senses other than sight.

Love is A Game

Love is a pain, love is cruel It turns us all into fools It hurts like a slap to your face Some say it’s the thrill of the chase You crushed my heart like a grape
Poem of the week

FIVE WAYS IN WHICH YOU MIGHT DIE.

Another poem in five parts. I seem to have a thing about fives at the moment.

A tale from the magical garden. the story of the forget me not

a childrens story for the child in us all... for mum who loved it. God knows I miss her every day.
Cherry

The Mississippi on her Knees Chapter Six

A memoir about what it was like to be 18 and losing my dad to cancer.

What Will Be?

Science fiction with a further twist in reality, not for the faint hearted, a short excerpt from a much longer book I am working on.

circle

The flames which becomes dust The dust that becomes the stars The stars which become the human heart The man who becomes dust The echo of the eternal flame

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