The burned red skin my father wore was a source of speculation, as to how often it occurred before, and if caused by recreation. It was. This green-fingered man, as…

Today I heard a whispered plea, in a rasping voice, all hoarse and rough; it was a lady, next to me, who appeared externally, strong and tough. “Please”, she said,…

I dream the dreams of honest men; of vagabonds, of thieves and ghosts; of evil-doers now and then, and those in influential posts. The skulduggery which they all invent, gets…

“When great events were decided, who owned” the colours in the distant vivid rainbow arc; the original plans of the once great pyramids; or thought of reeds and ink, before…

Beauty walks as beauty does, In slow, steady steps across the floor; Her smile contrasts her thoughtful gaze As she brushes past the door.   She ambles confidently, Reassured being…

I long to take you fishing, child, Or chasing butterflies in the garden; To throw breadcrumbs to the sparrows, And let you splash in puddle mud. And we’ll have to…

I wander the streets of Rialto With a coat that’s all torn and damp. My boots are all ripped and ill-fitting. Yet, boots all the same, for a tramp.  …