Category Archives: Writer and would be poet.

Moments

  The warm barrels of a shotgun with cordite in the air. Sailing on the ocean with the South wind in my hair. Crampons dug in deeply on a rocky, slimy face. Heaven can be found on earth if you … Continue reading

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I Am!

  I am a husband, I’m a grandfather. I’m a London taxi driver at times. Often I sit at my computer writing silly rhymes. I’m a cook, a washer-upper, a drink maker, and more. I do so much that sometimes … Continue reading

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A Simple Question

  If the eradication of failure would mean that all could achieve success, When will control of the population be the question that some will address? When failure is no longer an option, and the weak have been removed, Will … Continue reading

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Love Can Leave A Heart With The Deepest Scar!

Love has no conscience. Love takes no blame. There is no heart that love cannot claim. Love trips! Love outwits! Love doesn’t choose a time and place One love another love can willfully displace! Love despises reason. Love can foster … Continue reading

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Love Is a Belief That Wants No Cure

If the mind was silent and all thoughts are stilled, Then the heart can listen and all dreams can be fulfilled. If the pain can be forgotten and all fears pushed aside, Then emotions can be trusted and the heart … Continue reading

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A Contrasting Life

A bright shining moon in a tomb coloured sky. Contrasts we see as the years slip by. Winters that are warm, summers that are cold, These and many more things we see as we get old. December is finishing, it’s … Continue reading

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Christmas Cards

I never send my wife a Christmas card. I could say I believe them a rip-off in the sense of the price, the queuing to pay for it and the sentimental old tosh that’s written inside, but none of those … Continue reading

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Mother and Child

Flickering raindrops on telephone wires. Chimneys in the distance standing like gothic spires. There is no sun only streetlights alight, It’s the morning, but it could be the middle of the night. Muddied meadows, swollen streams, Did the mild autumn … Continue reading

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The Act Of Thoughtfulness

Platitudes; overused words the meaning having been lost in time. Just the same as the words I use in those silly rhymes of mine! BUT WAIT……… Santa Claus is in trouble. He’s lost a sack and he’s now in disgrace. … Continue reading

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Notice!

If you like sliding down chimneys and you don’t mind being pulled by a Deer. I know of a job you can apply for that will be available soon this year. You must like spreading joy and laughter and you’ll … Continue reading

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