The Cold
The cold unforgiving beautiful trail of time through changing woodland, I walk I notice thin squirrels and over time I see them, playing to keep warm I feel that they…
The Warrior of Poetry: The Poetry archive
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The cold unforgiving beautiful trail of time through changing woodland, I walk I notice thin squirrels and over time I see them, playing to keep warm I feel that they…
If you want to know what went wrong with the working class ask director Ken Loach , for donkeys years this false sense of camaraderie spewed out of the emerging…
In the morning time the protector rises before the Sun a violet quadrant arrives, in soothing ways it will pass over all earth to calm what it can before the…
Searching for the days of Magnificent Unity amongst many disenfranchised remnants of a once tenable society, when lost in a pit of loneliness and isolation. Desperately trying to climb from…
Land of hope and no one, all tomorrows came today. Near the park bench where old Billy used to pass, his time was the last one of the no hopes,…