On the Road to Damascus
Telling the story risks nothing … wanting to become the story only invites trouble. Two men. One, a failed writer from London looking for excitement through conflict tourism. The other,…
Telling the story risks nothing … wanting to become the story only invites trouble. Two men. One, a failed writer from London looking for excitement through conflict tourism. The other,…
A child running A picture of innocence The pink of cherry blossoms Reflecting off the water Memories of Japan Rain in the distance The mountain in the background Freedom and…
A walk along the Canal On a spring day On my beloved's arm We stroll along the wind in the rushes The paint of the lock keeper's cottages We spot…
Buried angels Buried Babies Buried secrets Sins of the past Deep in the soil Grey Clouds People quietly visit and pray Septic tank secrets What will it achieve By digging…
Each day I see them. Come and go. To visit their loved ones. Day in day out they come. Bearing plants and flowers. In both winter and summer. Moments of…
Intelligent conversation, jokes as well, A quick wit, as most see, can tell. Clever talk, ideas world shared, Loving thoughts, critics not spared. Is wit wasted, yes in desert…
A big heart, emotional being, Tears from heart, hidden not seen. Few understand soft heart strong, A happy child all day long. This crowded planet, times still alone, Can…
A giant man, versus stubborn might, When hit with rock, got almighty fright. This puny man, determined sling, Warrior of truth, ancestors do sing. Odds favour, yes the brave,…
Nature wakes, from it’s frosty sleep, New growth seen, even baby sheep. Birds sing, cheer, spring is here, Another day celebrate, another year. Twitipating animals, love all around, Nature’s…
Platform early morn stands Damp cold morning coffee in hand We all wait yes half asleep Human zombies in a heap. Sleepy morning, peaceful air, More chilled , find…