Stars

crave the sky in jealous abandon pin-pricks to lightning rods titillating as awkward moments in time hurrying to gain attention diamonds and glare of rebound we see white spots among

A Christmas Tree

A Christmas tree, you’ve planted in my heart; a love both eternal and evergreen with silver bells of laughter and red ribbons of your smiles; soft glowing candles of joyful memories;

Midnight Miracle

Maria studied his nails. He’d just had them done in red acrylic, bright enough to glow in the dark, and sharp enough to slash.
Gold cherry

The Reluctant Traveller.

Forty one years ago today (if you are reading this today) a British Airways VC10 shattered the clean night skies the length of Africa to drag me shouting and kicking to Belfast.

Lonie45

Audrey sat in the car waiting for Lonie. The Botanic Gardens had heated greenhouses. She preferred her own little box, with the engine running, hot air blowing out and making her drowsy.

Comfort to a radical

Take comfort where you can find it.

Theatre of Snakes.

A poem about a passion for change.

Barefoot on Broken Glass

It's no walk in the park...

The Media Lunch : Toilet Humour (2)

Thompson was plotting his next move. With the bill, he ordered three shots of tequila and a cab from the waitress.

Christmas Eve

Now and then he opens his eyes to his surroundings, occasionally glancing at his watch before letting them slowly flutter to a rest again.

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