writing

I Dressed Today

I dressed to kill
And no one died

Artificial I

Artificial I,
Wrote Greek tragedy
In the style of The Simpsons.

Philosophy for Life

Stop wishing you were someone else, somewhere else doing something else.

Know Your Place

I recently had the pleasure to, once again, attend a Rebel Art Club event. For those of you not familiar with this clandestine organisation, we are a group of (somewhat) creatives that meet on-line from time to time to share our artistic response to a particular brief.

Bin Day

its bin day again
watch the weeks waste away while
life is recycled

death

I am finding myself drawn to poetry and death. So here is a poem about boats (it’s not really, it’s about death)

Remember This

Remember always that this is happening to everyone, you really are not alone – don’t feel like you are and don’t live that way

Life After Death

Just to be clear
There is no me without her.

Garlic … Bread?

It’s fair to say that, growing up, I ate conservatively. I was well into my teens before I ate pasta or pizza.

I’m Wide Awake

I’ll let you be in my gap if I can be in yours.