The Magpie Sets Sail

There was a storm last nightAnd the Taff turns, a dirty washRich with chocolate brown soilDragged down from the landOf … More

Speckled With Sunlight

Life has been a long grey lineFor quite some timeA thick, graphite smudgeSlick with sicknessWorries over words, and rulesFor some … More

The night the men went awayWas warmed by the hot summer of the daySo the women stayed out, late, in … More

The water rushes to greet me At the wooden fence Where my fingertips, press lightly Into the remnants of fallen … More

If a writer falls in the woods does anyone read what they wrote about it? I think people have this … More

Blackberries I picked with my Nan Like in the Enid Blyton book she bought me Blackberries that we picked in … More

All porcupines float on water, so it says On the screen in my workplace lift Usually reserved for weather reports … More

To be truthful no one really looks much at this website when I haven’t put up a post, so no … More

Tonight We will all sleep Naked How delicious To reach out Across the dark sky And touch The bare knowledge … More

Bugger! I did it again When I said I wouldn’t Another boy A new silence An unknown quantity To … More