Poetry

A short sketch about a friend who was constantly in and out of dry out clinics and the Shrink clink where he would telephone us to explain what his psychiatrist was doing and then in exasperated torme...

4 Mar 20241min

A poem about leaving the steel town of Sheffield at the age of nineteen , I stood wondering why the train left at the minute past midnight until I heard a hundred steel whistles blew from the industri...

3 Mar 20242min

A short poem about riding aboard the busiest train in Europe, the 7:32 from Woking to Waterloo. One hundred million passengers a year pass through Waterloo, which creates both terrifying and tantalizi...

3 Mar 20241min

Grandfathers are like old sentinels that stand guard over us in our early infant years, as stolid as grandfather clocks. Their old, heavy hearts pendulum their rhythm of life into our newborn ears, a ...

3 Mar 20241min

Musing about an old friend who has now divorced and gone back onto the dating sites, looking for lust, not realizing that his old sex pistol has long since turned to rust. Men of a certain age with fa...

3 Mar 20241min

A musing about my father's experience aboard a super cruise liner where he and most of the old poeple on board contracted some terrible infection that almost killed them and this was before the Covid ...

2 Mar 20241min

An English king's breakfast could  consist  of swine flesh, embryos , fungi ,congealed blood , kippers, herring's, pike , roach various birds venison, cockles , pilchards .    when thinking about the ...

2 Mar 20241min

Looking at some tramps in cider park i feel sorry for the poor starving pets as their masters swill down cider and they shiver in the cold , the musing is seen and spoken through the eyes of the dog .

2 Mar 20241min