Hope, is the rope That hangs down the well Dangling in the darkness Like a cat’s toy It swings, inviting … More

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


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


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

The Next Time

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