Show me by telling. Tell me by showing. The truth. Hints, taunts and noises and news...
Decisions are driven by the pen and the sword. What was once mine, is now what’s yours....
Suicide is cowardly. Fraudulence is naive. Happiness is just a by-product. And...
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Lost between two salty shores. You abandoned ship to a round of applause. You dropped like an...
​​​​​In the depths of the ocean blue, Lived a little fish, so sad and so true. It swam in...
Sacrilege, blasphemy. Solitude a sanctuary. Love… it’s harder than it looks. My own phrases...
Every make and model – fails through opinionated thought. The story tellers fear the Newland poet –...
They've just found a heart inside an ancient fish, with stomach, intestines, liver, as old as you...
I’ll just stay, But I don’t want to crack in your embrace. – hate to see your faith in me misplaced...
Sprockets, cogs, and tiny screws. – Working in coordinated coherence. Mechanical, melodic, rhythmic...
Here you are, a ghost upon my doorstep. I never thought you`d be one of my voices. Now you`re...
Rusted roofs dotted through, the bush at irregular intervals. Warped iron oxidised into sharpened...
Cracked, sodden pavement, stained with the stories it regrets to tell, but cannot hide. Sticky,...
Settlers stand on salty shores. Kissing the ground. Shaking hands. Applause. A new life. A new...
Pixie dust and all that sparkles. Disillusions the truth – the one that startles. Most. When...
One phrase, one word, one first impression. Cascading into stanzas of subtle imperfections. ...
“Just write.” You said. And so, I did.
A rainy day in the balmy bush. I love the...