The ashes

What glittering prize is this,The passion of two nations,Twenty two men the country’s best, Brimming with pride and fervour, Twenty … Continue reading The ashes


Am I never to be alone within my own quiet place?Your faces appear in flickers amongst the rest,Pushing away the … Continue reading Ghosts


Oh how that name resounds through my mind, Butterflies flutter on wings of silk,Every time she looks my way,Her soft … Continue reading Clare


What is this monster I see before me, Cloaked in its invisible shield of glass, Inanimate but totally controlling, From … Continue reading Drink