Twilight the blue sky fades to gre… Golden yellow sun always there, Burning my back and bleaching my h… And bleaching my hair. The sea holds an answer I feel as…

Four march hares dashing, Running right to left, From my window. Three march hares dash back, Running left to right,

When life was young we ran with th… Voice of the vortex shouting in ou… Our arms spread wide, coat edges e… Our hair ran in rivulets riding th… Joy, fear, fire in our veins as ob…

You cannot live your life in fear! Each moment missed as looking here… You watch your step; diet; drinkin… Mind your manners; Ps and Qs. Wakeful worry of what might or mig…

“What is it?” (A baby of course,) “Oh it’s a boy.” And as you slapped on to mothers t… Like a wet fish,

Oh how we laughed, Cried, Fought, Tried, To make sense of our lives shaped…

If I were friends with Stephen F… I’d have him round with pals for p… He could bring his hubby, as you s… I’d sit him next to Victoria Wood… I’d invite Alan Rickman, I do as…

I want to smoke Gitanes. I hate the smell of smoke! I ache to light Gauloises And cough and wretch and choke. I want to watch the world pass by

The fog off the sea has eaten the… gone! Silver sheen, light all night. Cow shapes still! Laying down the circles crown!  P…

You’d best not drink with Beth an… I’m pretty sure they’d make you si… Whilst at The Street or C.C. Bl… You’ll lose the key to your hotel… Wake up with Pringles in your bed…

What is this fad collecting Exes… I am so glad we stayed friends. Oh yes he was over for the weekend… Now I know it’s nice to be nice. But banish the Ex to the fog of h…

I will not ask for help. This virus has abandoned me high a… I locked down early. As a health professional I did no… Though I waited.

I’ll write some drunken poetry, It may not even rhyme. It doesn’t rhyme. It’s not even poetry. You soft lad!