All alone on Christmas eveWaiting for the snowBasking in the gentle warmth, of the fires glowStaring at an unlit treeWith no presents on the floorHoping for a Christmas callOr a knock upon the door Thinking of the days gone byWith…
I had a cheerful ChristmasWhen I’d just turned threeI looked at all the presentsAs they lay beneath the treeThe candles that were on itWere lit and all aflameWell, I got so beside myselfI’ll have to take the blameIn my great…
The Scots they went and banned ChristmasUp until nineteen fifty- eightIt seemed such a brilliant idea to meIt’s a holiday I fucking hate. The Kirk had decided, in wisdomPeople shouldn’t enjoy life too muchNot now. Not with Christ in his…
Remember, remember the eleventh of NovemberGunpowder, treason, and MumsNot just once a year, theirs was for lifeThink of them often, they all were our sons It’s easy you see to forget all that mattersThis life that we lead, depends on…
A gentle hint of wood smoke, a symphony of soundLeaves lay brown and withered, a carpet on the ground.A powerful time of year for opportunity and growthReflecting and connecting Peace and balance…both. Strip and prune away what no longer serves…
Breathe. From our first cry,to the last gasp,we are but breath upon a mirror Frail and ephemeral,a thin layer upon the worldOur reflection both hazy and distorted Yet,we know what lies beneathis our own To perceive this truth,we only need…
I visited the high street today; I’ve lately been out of touch.Must be six months I was last here. I don’t get out much.It was strangely quiet, had I missed something?A bank holiday; another pandemic; was a storm coming?An ill…
These days, I get the sweet smell of success, by just waking up!Hooray, I made it through.Yesterday, I finished my bookThe smell of success, right on cue. Again today in the shower I climbed, over the bath bubbled lined,That amazing…
The Autumn mist falls gentlyon my window paneOh no, it’s condensationthey’re filling up again I’ll have to get them cleanedbefore the room it all fills upWith scents of mellow fruitfulnessof mould and other stuff. It’s time to put the heating…
Carpe Die M. I tried to seize the dayButIt was a slippery little fish, and itGot away from meAgain The line became too taughtSnapped backCutting me like a knife I’ll go back to the riverTomorrowTry againLet the flow control my…