Soon we will be listening out for cuckoos Watching for the first sign of apple ...
The alarm sounds Ripping through the dawn silence You wake and remember And as you ...
Despite my depression being pretty much under control for the last twenty years or so, ...
A day A gift accepted Unacknowledged A bright spring day A blue sky A birthday ...
I wrote this many years ago for two of my own little monsters. This ...
Just a bit of fun, although on closer inspection... 1 Follow the instructions to ...
A reminder of all those beach holidays from long ago, when we were allowed to ...
down in the street human life is jerkily revolving on it’s poignant pivot of dreams ...
I guess we’ve all been there, at least once… Last night you were ...
This poem was written during an amazing two weeks in Cornwall in 1975, climbing, surf ...
Friends are often the most precious and important people in your life. And if you ...
This poem highlights what is, to my mind, the somewhat hypocritical nature of Christian funerals. ...
Met this one in a nightclub many years ago. Still can't seem to get her ...
For anyone over a certain age, this poem might spark off some nostalgic memories. ...
Dog came Cocked his leg and Pissed on my day Dog came Chased away laughter ...
This was written well over twenty years ago. Sadly, not a lot has changed. ...
Another bit of fun. Sorry, Sandra, wherever you are. I used to love ...
Hopefully, this is self explanatory. For parents everywhere. Don’t you just hate adults? ...
(or, “If you’ve never done it, try it once”) This poem was written in honour ...
A bit of fun with words. Let every Avocado pear up with every ...