Sleep Upon The Moon

Now, look into the distances you hold cupped in your hands. Look into the world you can wave into being with a mere gesture of impatience with the imperfection that surrounds you.

Oneself

A poem I wrote in concordance with the collection 'What am I'

Chaser

I’m a Chaser. I believe I’m the best there is.

Sticks and Stones 6

Suzie is sure that if I was to make that brave step into the unknown, my writing would flourish with the new order in my life.

Sticks and Stones 5

By midnight, the crowd were back and happy to see us. Those who had concerns as to why we were there began to relax, so I brought out the whisky and lagers and turned up the ghetto-blaster.

Sticks and Stones 4

I’m thinking of taking the D2H for a nocturnal sortie into town. There are few cars passing by below and Andorra seems to be the most lawful place on earth considering there’s no tax here.

Wanting To Skive

I want to skive, I really want to skive, But I know that if I do My conscience will eat me alive. I haven't had a full lunch hour, I haven't had a 'free',

LET GO

Let go All my demons Dark and Niggling Thoughts Clouded and Confused Thoughts Deep inside Eating me up Let go Of the Misadventure Childhood Hang-ups Let go Of the

12b- A little update

I have been on the ship for almost three months. Jo is still the same except for her skin, which is turning yellow looking as the jaundice sets in.

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