His heart beating in time with the bombs He gets ready to jump over the trench of the Somme Commanding officers and friends close by feel the same As they prepare to play this dangerous game Shaking with fear but ready to go He tries to hide his emotions but they do show Just turned […]
Sep 30, 2014
In a darkened bar you shine From my depths a glimmer climbs Eyes a-dazzled by your presence Your whole style was seductively meant From the glitter of your dress Figure hugging no less Your hair as gold as the sun Blinding beauty from which I’ll not run To be lost in your embrace And caress […]
Sep 30, 2014
Whispers carried by the sea The breakers calling me Instilling in me long dead belief From this place I’ve no wish to leave I watch the boats float on by Overhead the seagull cry The boats drift lazily past I wonder where their anchor will cast? I dream of setting sail myself To escape my […]
Sep 17, 2014
‘Tis a dark and still night Not a sound disturbs the air Nor a whisper in the trees Nowt stirs in the wooded lair Yet shadows crawl and twist Bending around trees That reach and claw outwards In silent screams Something is alive in there But none can see Something moves and watches Wanting to […]
Sep 17, 2014
The following are just a few grumbles of the week to let out of my crowded and mad mind. The Scottish Referendum Yes I know, I did a huge piece on this a few days ago but it is a big thing here in the UK and will change everything no matter which way it […]
Sep 16, 2014
Mud spattered uniforms cross a scarred land Already obliterated by war Trenches criss-cross along fields once green Ripped apart by those in defence of their lives Who huddle deep, away from speedy death Keeping heads down One soldier, new to the fields Sits shaken by all that goes about Bullets and bombs resound Screams and […]
Sep 15, 2014
*Warning: Contains spoilers Written by Steven Moffat and directed by Douglas Mackinnon, Listen focuses on humankind’s fear of the dark and the unknown and what if there is something that really exists under the bed. The story starts with the Doctor (Peter Capaldi) talking to himself in the Tardis, writing things down on his chalkboard […]
Sep 15, 2014
So the silent voices have turned to screams These shouts of repressed rage resound The words as dark as any black heart Causing division amongst friend and neighbour Religious hate rears its ugly head And the bigots rise in relentless fury Together we stand against all that’s thrown against us Separated by individuality but as […]
Sep 30, 2014
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