Everything Changes

This is a song based on a poem I wrote some time ago and recorded a couple of years ago,…

Poetic Philosophy Science

If all the sub-atomic particles in my fingernail grew to the size of a small orange how big would my…

An early walk to the weir

An early walk to the weir young gulls, learning loving, cold, water rushing, falling casual crows, black, white-necked, doves pecking,…

Poem – Twin Towers

Here is a poem written after the event Twin Towers I was wounded first – the blow caught me in…

Morning

Just found this in an old word doc from February 2000 Morning

What are the secrets?

What are the secrets you’ve discovered today? Did you find out where the wizards play? Are they as wise as…