‘The Tales: 1-15’ (2016)

The First Tale He paid no mind when his finger tip felt the familiar snag of the chip. The chip, a comforter. Each time his finger felt the rough edge of the chip the memory of his own love, his own soulmate came into his and the time she made the chip… The Second Tale…

A Conversation Amongst The Luna Lilac

Mr Dickens settled into his striped, wooden chair and scratched his ear. Having cleared his ear out, he didn’t appreciate the increased volume of the chirping Circada playing their symphony in the various flower beds in the garden. A noticeably irritated expression grew over his face… The glass chinked as the ring on his finger…

A Conversation Amongst The Starlight White

The unbalanced glass of whiskey rested precariously on the arm of his beloved deck chair, the moon sparkles glimmering on the surface of the glass.. He ran his finger around the edge of the glass, feeling the slightly jagged chip on the rim, the result of a little too much exuberance while washing up… His…

Lyrics as Poems of Life: ‘Bad’

If you twist and turn away. If you tear yourself in two again. If I could, yes I would If I could, I would let it go. Surrender, dislocate. If I could throw this lifeless life-line to the wind. Leave this heart of clay, see you walk, walk away. Into the night, and through the…

‘A Trip to Apathy’ (Observations On The State Of Society…A Generation)

Strive to be better, Never enough, It’s never good enough, They always want more, Strive, strive, strive, Exhaustion, Feel the failure, Strive to improve, Wanting to improve, Feel the failure, Wanting to improve, Want, want, Never good enough, Want, Strive, Want, Feel the failure, Feel the falling, Want, Never enough, Not good enough, Failure… Unfelt……

#Music (#Fragments)

Fragment #1: Music is an essential part of the writing process for me…the right music can stretch the writing, and the quality in the atmosphere it helps to create in my imagination. Music is… Fragment #2: Music is so much more than entertainment to me…it has saved my life on more than one occasion…it feeds…

‘Journey To The Line’ (2014)

(To appreciate this poem I would like you to listen to this piece of music whilst you read it https://youtu.be/TG9-j3eevL4) Autumn The early morning damp fills my nose I step out and close the creaky door Behind me sleeps my beloved wife Our adorable, precious children Behind me now sleeps my life Returned Altered but…

Srebrenica: A Personal Account

Stunned was the immediate feeling I felt when I arrived in Srebrenica. Walking around seeing the houses destroyed and the bullet and shell holes marking the walls made me realise that I was no longer sat in a comfortable armchair in a safe and warm house watching a film or reading a book, I was…