AGING

Getting old

thoughts on 2012

humanity is on a precipice...

"The past walks among us..."

The past walks among us, Lives our life for us, Betrays the present, Like nobles the peasant, And strikes the day down blind. (The grind Of past wretchedness:

Being Broken

A log cabin in the Amazon tells its tale of unfortunate love while they, standing before it, look on unsympathetically. The sky is crushing them and they will never know it.

A Parodox

You stop me from being Blind to the world, unseeing, And all my hate consorts with your being, And anger sparks, me bereft of seeing An ill consumed wind between us,

Streams of Dreams

I love you more than scarlet more than satin silk and lace Like crimson and like cream like rose and like white More than freedom more than feathers more than flight

Castaway - 2. Edith is visited

This piece has been removed as it is being read at the Edinburgh International Book Festival on 19.08.12 at 4pm!

The Mystery Tour

The London tour bus slowly filled with tourists from around the world. But where was it headed?

I'm old

I’m old At least so I’ve been told But I won’t see 80 any more. So I no longer crawl upon the floor Playing with toy soldiers But nor do I have to drive to work

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