A short, shocking story, filled with sadness.

Crouching on the bent metal running over charred concrete, hiding under cover in the alleyways and where the paving is cracked and jagged.

A story to bring tears of laughter to the eyes of every parent that has ever 'worn' breakfast cereal!

Though the day's been active with socializations real and virtual, neighbourly and international: though I created art-works and gave one away, I wanted to write a poem

Through his room window, an aged man smiles from the Old Folks Home

A ruffled grouse now besets this majestic form. Selection for a precise location is important, for this special ritual. Now let the drumming begin.

to bathe to delight inside fire and redemption.