The Station Inn

The cold clung; it infested his fingers and found its way into the heart of him. He pushed his spare…

Another Christmas

It’s not like it was You think As you reach into the past And pluck out pieces Of Christmases gone…

On Christmas Hill

Deep in the South of England, high above the city of Winchester stands Christmas Hill. Here a few forgotten trees…

On High

Stand up high Above the pastoral scene Seemingly spared An industrial revolution Fool yourself Into thinking You are seeing the…

Pink Balloons

Pink balloons Strung from streetlights At the roundabout Where Peppa Pig bedsheets Wrap themselves Around metal fences   Along the…

The Never House

She went to buy a house, sight unseen. A silly thought, but she was seized by an impulse. Drawn to…

On Bicycles

A city on a river Where cows cuddle up On common land Close to old roads Filled with high end…

When The Night Comes

The cold bit into her fingertips. She squeezed her hands into fists and pushed them deep into her coat pockets.…

Sunday Rain

She looked up into the sky. In the barren brightness it seemed the rain could not be seen. Only the…

Lonely

Just because I’m lonely And you’re here And you’re kind   I’ll imagine myself Cuddled up In your calm  …