The Arrow

A poem forgotten and remembered from 1991. Written in Hull.
Cherry

On Writing

He wrote every day, but he knew that no-one would read it. He knew this because he screwed up what he'd written each night and threw the paper balls toward his unlit fireplace.
Cherry

Digging, Picnics, Romance

People say that romance is dead, but it’s just evolving. Candles have been replaced by LEDs, poetry has been replaced by txt spk and long walks on the beach have been replaced by the 100m sprint.
Cherry

Dancing, Tourism, Babies

People don't like to visit one horse towns. They need to know that if the horse breaks down there'll be another one to replace it immediately.

Honeymoon Hotel

A little nostalgia ( For My Husband Mac)
Cherry

Raymond Carver's Liver

In your opinion, there are two reasons why people steal books.

Books, Beverages, The Moon

It had always been my dream to create a hit beverage. I wanted children in Sudan drinking my cans and doctors in Toronto sipping my bottles.
Poem of the week

For you again, this morning.

Again...

ETHIOPIA IN MY SOUL poem

How lucky we are, never to worry about moisture coming from the air. It makes me grieve for the parched areas of the world, like Ethiopia, where the women are braver than mountains.

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