Why Time is Such an Able Thief It feels like autumn already .. I’ve got that lead in my limbs again feeling like a desert is almost upon me .. Dear lord, how can we both possibly survive like this on the same page with such a thirst raging between us and the emphasis always […]

A Taste of Freedom The gulls are all going crazy both in the sky and the recently smart bomb ploughed fields and factories that as yet remain standing behind my old banked barn .. There must be something going on back there surely to make them all behave like starving children .. Each having found […]

The Last Laugh   I used to laugh once, not out loud but to myself, when I heard them queuing at bus stops and moaning about time and how did that happen and where did that go  blah bla etc etc     of course, I now get it .. I feel the whole world through […]

What To Do When Molehills Become Mountains it is without doubt true, that whilst one man’s meat may    be another man’s poison .. when a single molehill becomes a mountain-range sized obstacle for the whole of mankind then it must either be conquered, or climbed and then, safely disposed of until written about and […]

Beneath The Bruises Just because she doesn’t say it .. It doesn’t mean that its not thought and just because she doesn’t cry none, it don’t mean that she’s no longer hurting anymore .. Take it from me, from someone that knows her .. For beneath the many bruises, something is awakening but as yet, […]