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,…
Writer and Artist
An early walk to the weir young gulls, learning loving, cold, water rushing, falling casual crows, black, white-necked, doves pecking,…
This is something I wrote in 2001, that’s nearly twenty-one years ago as I write this. It’s either genius or…
Here is a poem written after the event Twin Towers I was wounded first – the blow caught me in…
Just found this in an old word doc from February 2000 Morning
I don’t really know how it got to this but in eleven days time on April 3rd I am doing…
What are the secrets you’ve discovered today? Did you find out where the wizards play? Are they as wise as…
A big black fly fell dead from the sky. It hit me in the eye. This isn’t a lie. *****…