So I Met a Bunch of People...

About prejudging people and being surprised.

A New Tribe

It's about breaking up with someone you really miss.

Creeping past the equinox

Greening hawthorn, lush thick meadow, willow tinged with greenish-yellow, from the earth now leaves emerging softly-edged mosaic-like covering for the bank, as yet anonymous,

A Commentary : The Roman Spring of Mrs. Stone

It can beguile and seduce us on many levels............

Memories are made of this

And she waited in the bathroom for the rest of the night and several nights after-until she finally realised not all adults told the truth!

The Day Between Years, part one

A tinge of sadness on a day of celebration.
Cherry

Poem for a Granddaughter

You’re hell-bent on travelling half-way round the world, on this gap-year thing – I can see it in your eyes.

reflections from a train

It began half an hour ago.

Memories are made of this-what loss

Their family sobbed in the dark now

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