Like when my darling Matt threw back his head on the back seat of the car and at the top of his five year old voice triumphed, “and I wish you joy,” (oh what a tremolo), “and happiness,...

I don’t care, What you say. Your words mean nothing, Any more. You try to say,

Creative genius, (I’ve heard it said,) Is nurtured in the madman’s head. His ups and downs, Frequent mistakes,

I feel you, Know you are there, Pressing close, Behind me. Yes.

How do you start to write a poem, “who do you love?” First, throw out the rhyme. Whilst lazy it just saves time. I have loved and do love many people in different ways, (read CSLewis,) ...

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

I thought my heart was broken But now my heart is fixed I wished I had a cocktail And now the cocktail’s mixed. I’ve finally reached the age,

For Christmas this year, I shall paint my fat face! I can do that you know. A clown, A queen,

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…

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

She will stroke you in your dreams… She will expect you to know that o… She will journey on in a state we… She will hold within the love you… And never.

Grief is like a deep pool you fall into from time to time. One moment you are walking along life’s weary path and the next you are drowning. Eye achingly broken, flogged by tears and w...

I do not believe the soul goes on… Ordinary, small, events of chaotic… A butterfly here, a feather there,… Insignificant. That I think this way, does not m…

How easily he cries, these days, With thoughts of you. He lies. These days,