She is back Her face Against mine Her back Away Shes laughing And were talking About this And that How stupid we were How wonderful we are Together We are living Once more Making plans […]
Taste
You are so bitter You said No, you are! I know this You taste metallic That’s not right That first kiss You were wrong And now there Damp and hair Metallic and flesh They don’t […]

The Non Compliance Alliance
I think we’ve all had enough. This past week or two have seen attacks on our freedoms, have seen the UK Gov pass restrictive Covid Crisis measures and to imply that they will go further. […]
She Loved Me
There she is. There. Can you see? She’s wearing a white summer dress, hair down, skin glowing. She’s as clear as day, always has been. She loves me, you know. Look how she’s moving. See […]
Black
It seems to me that despite the sun washing golden over the purple shimmer of Exmoor reclining lazily above the green and silver sea, that all is black.

When Did You Last Dream?
The true crime in the Covid 19 nightmare is the removal from all, excepting from those living in the eye of the storm and who seem to be revelling in thier new found fame and […]

I’m Not That Into It Today
I’m tired. After a drive from Cardiff to Kent yesterday I found myself trying to sleep with the pooch restless in the bedroom, padding about, trying to get into bed… Note to self… Must train […]

The Sunday Service
A round up of my weeks commentary without any new stuff. It’s my day off 😉 January 1st – My New Year New Me post January 2nd – Why do I feel I can walk […]

The Great Purge
Hey! It’s purge day! Back in the day, when autocracy was the thing, opponents could be removed from history. Sounds like crazy times huh? Images and words could be erased and the fear of God […]
Orange
There is no rhyme with orange excepting names such as Blorenge that bold hill near Abergavenny where I once picked wimberries.