Tag: Write
I loved you like… I loved you like winter loved summer sun Like an oak loved its many fallen green. As a misplaced hour loved each precious beat I may…
Dolce far niente Your life it goes by in a quick blink Take the time to stop and think Wake up and smell the cappuccino Take your sweet…
Pressure Point Stuck for 15 minutes on the metrolink with the heat pinned to your face and hands just before Manchester […]
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CIRCLE OF SUPPORT When powerlessness strikes, sudden as thunder, and a knot of fear tightens around my throat, I remember: I’m no longer under that distant childhood — where it…
Collecting memories, one by one. Somethings in life will live on and on. A moment that you will never forget. Places where you first and last met. Memories of an…
“mirrored glass“ A draft slips beneath the heavy cedar door, neither a gale of the high peaks, nor a sigh but it finds marrow. Such bittersweet pivot, …
IT AINT COMING HOME FOR ENGLAND, so sorry guys, that’s life, ain’t it, guys IT AINT COMING HOME FOR ENGLAND, we just ain’t the chosen people, so IT AINT COMING…
From this picture, you can probably tell. I am cat of leisure…with a servants bell! I pull on the rope, and the bell does ring. And dad runs along with…