An Ode to a Joint

Standing in a damp, unlit field back to the road I fire you up: tonight, it's special just feels right, cool ya know Guess I was reeling from the alienage

My Broken Breath

So what happens now? Which way do I turn? One road leads me to you. But the other one leaves me alone. Neither choice is good. For while one has my heart whole It leaves my soul to die.

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Cherry

Yesterday, upon the stair

One goes mad in suburbia
Poem of the week

The Long Drop

What's a time travelling alcoholic to do?

Chinese Whisperers

a poem of very little brain...

San Fairy Ann

Poor Mum! She knew she could never change her lot ...

Green Shoots Of Spring

... and a peace to hope for

Heated by a lone icy stone

Heated by a lone icy stone That set itself before as rock I took as my immortal throne The crystal in our dear Lord's clock And though the frost was savage cold

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