The fear of losing things can consume the ego…
Let The Anger Go
Category: Poetry
Lifeless Limbs
Flakes failed to form in the norm and seized the trees with a soaking squeeze…
Strum of the tongue
These things I feel inside, I just want to unhide, with my words rather than pen.
Smut
Sometimes my mind gets caught in a rut.
A nation chokes
What a joke it is to cloak the vile and shame of a man who cant help but blame every bloke in earshot with vitriol and squalor...
One ‘e’ and uh…
It’s a musical thing...
Oh, brother
Today’s a good day to remember that you’re always with me even when I miss you...
A Blooming Scribe 