The Fog
The fog in the room, spirits collecting I thought my eyes were foggy then I realised what I had seen the gathering the final time, in early morning not aware…
no I am not a brexiteer but a visionary
There is an urgent need to have public works programmes, one, monorail systems on current motorways using current terminal hubs, two properly organised safe new cycle tracks Leeds for example…
Upon the river bank in the manner of the bard
Th’re wast upon the riv’r bank a pile of soil transmut’d if ‘t be true thee wouldst indulge me, into a heapeth of emotion laying within. T wast a warmeth…
Behind the veil
Behind the veil of the alien, the bewildered child, the new creation. The fear, the blackness of an ocean. An oracle in time the birth born but abandoned at the…
Poems & yet more poems from the poetic warrior
Fear of the Hour. Fear over rules as it does, fear of the second, fear of the minute, fear of the hour, fear of this day and unknown fear of…