Heat

It is the night I forget to turn down the heat. I lie in bed thinking about whether to go downstairs in my sleepy stupor or just leave it.

My Mother's Snow

t was during the year of a great storm when the wind coughed up blood

Red Shoes

Go on, be a shade braver!

Courage is Letting Go

Like a baby, I have thrown my toys out of the pram, angry at those who moved freely around me and paid me little attention, sure that someone somewhere just didn’t care, only to realise that I might
Cherry

Scrap 68

Serial following the lives of two truckers in the early 1970's

Scrap 67

Serial following the lives of two truckers in the early 1970's
Cherry

The Day I Scaled the North Face of the Eiger

I remember the elation, still...

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Reflections Of Life And Sheila

Poem about emigrating and leaving a girl behind then many years later meeting her again and saying what happened in between .

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