On the edge of the city, on the edge, the countryside calls to the city, and tries to entice it with its beauty, and the city creeps ever closer and eats it up, and there is less and less left, less of the countryside, less of the beauty, less of the fresh air of which […]
On the beach at night, such beautiful stars do shine in thine eyes, and so glorious and bright on the beach at night, where the moon hangs so gently in the sky, the boats do cross across the water, towards the horizon in their gentle flow, for on the beach at night next to the […]
On my own, alone, with the wind, and the sun, on my own alone outdoors, with no wish to run, on my own alone, not worrying about the time or how fast it goes, not caring about anything except the moment, only caring about the present, only caring about the here and the now, and […]
On a rainy night, intellectually on fire, oh, such desire, passion amongst the few, a glorious few, intellectuals too, gathered in a group, as often as we can, gathered to better understand, the inequities and the disparities of man, gathered in a darkened room, trying to dispel the gloom as best as we can, friends […]
On angels’ wings, she lifts me up as she sings, my love, my love who stands before me, and it is as if a dream, with her voice a honey covered sweet, glorious thing, that stirs my soul, and oh, how her voice it does beguile me, and how it does so mesmerise, and wake […]
On aching feet, I survey the land, I take in the scenery, I take in the trees, and the rivers and the streams, and the air that envelopes me where I stand, and on aching feet such visions in my eyes do fill my mind, for I have ambled, and rambled across the fields, and […]
In a pub on a rainy day in August, with a million thoughts going through my mind, I, stare out the window, and I calmly watch the world go on by. Now, how many decisions, and thoughts are out there, floating gently in the air, and how many are out there that succeed, and how […]
On a long-distance telephone line, I hear your voice, and my imagination it runs wild, you with your soft voice, and your intellect, your humour and your wit, and the laughter how beautiful it is, and how I revel in you, and how it carries to me and how it lights up my eyes, down […]
Old London town, from Big Ben and Parliament, to Buckingham Palace, to the murky brown fast flowing Thames, flowing endlessly from its source of Trewsbury Mead, with the start of it often disputed, but verified at the end. Then passing the Thames Barrier onwards into the sea, and out past Southend, to the Gherkin, to […]
Oh, what desolation you feel, as fog hangs heavy in the air, for gone are the sun’s rays amidst the tombstones, as you pay your respects, and leave the flowers there, for someone that you used to know, and for someone who knew you cared, for under the grey clouds above, and in the light […]
