One Up

Thief Energy stealer Climate control redundant Connections burning on fire The Bear squeezes the cage Like a punch in the senses Pebbles that blight each bold new progression From deep within lurk intent rodents that gnaw Lightening shocks and fires the signal of impending assault The mighty system twitches the rhythm of the faceless mask The Beast in possession of the…

The Lucky Socks

They were mine until one rainy day When my friend got wet I gave them away To give this gift required no pluck Yet since, for my friend, they have brought good luck It seems the stars have a magical way To bestow good things Chasing bad away Now, when my friend faces challenges new You…

Dead Poets and Therapy in the Written Word

In 2015 my Partner and I, with two friends and their dog (her name is Caddy), had decided upon a day boating on The Broads; a delightful and extensive waterway in the counties of Suffolk and Norfolk, here in England.  We hired a boat that we picked up at Suffolk’s Oulten Broad and off we set. Having…

My Friend is Dying, As I Write This…

As I write this, I am thinking of my friend. My friend is a woman of the same years as my mum.  Like my mum,  my friend is timeless; ever young in spite of her years.  I have known my friend for nineteen years.  She and her husband are both now very dear to me.…