Birdsongs

Missing “I really do miss you,” “And I do too” Words so much too said, What it means is never read. I miss your voicemail mes...

5 th January; Be gone Two dates to dread, Two poems to write Two loved ones too missed In a world that will never be right. To...

For my students I came to teach you but I'm the one who's learnt I came to hide to hunker down But it seems I've been seen...

Another Another, another eighth of August Another year, another heartbreak This heinous date, this date of dread The day I wish h...

Collaboration   If it hadn't been for you, My mum, my inspiration I could never have dreamed this dream. If it hadn't been for...

Day in the life A cup of coffee and two cigarettes.  Enjoyed one; second made me ill.  Fingertips tickle with cold Thoughts: subdued, ...

Three words  I love you like i love vanilla cheesecake I love vanilla cheesecake but I'm not in love with it. Its a silly series of ...