Abbey Bells

*I wrote this poem whilst sitting outside St. Albans Abbey between 2003-2006 in a different form. I was never happy … Continue reading Abbey Bells

Politician’s Playthings

He sniffs the air, ah the sweet smell of success This way it comes to him in excess He the … Continue reading Politician’s Playthings

George the Belly was a funny old soul Gambling on the horses, sports with a hole Flies on a wall … Continue reading The Folly of George the Belly

On windy shores and angry seas Friendship tested to belief Wild wave’s batters beach Words snatched, out of reach The … Continue reading Angry Seas

Winter came to him (again) this spring Her ice cold fingers clasped around his heart If he had known what … Continue reading Memories and Dreams

You ask me why I never talk But you never listen Everything that’s said falls short These eyes sometimes glisten … Continue reading Why Ask Me?

She make him laugh, makes him cry makes him sing and inwardly sigh Sad too, never dull when she’s by … Continue reading The Day That He Dies

As I browse the net wondering what course to take Who Do You Think You Are on the TV, a … Continue reading Tree of Life

She’s thinking of all that’s happened in the past Of times gone by that have flown much too fast The … Continue reading Last of All

Another Mother’s Day comes around Today he spends the pounds Giving what little he has To Mum and Nan, he’ll … Continue reading Mother’s Day