Real Men Eat Quiche
Real men eat quiche, (love peace). Gorbachev, Botha, Nelson Mandela, Hume, Adams and David Trimble, for peace sake would …
Category Archives: Poetry
There is a ferry
There is a ferry on the water here nearby where she crosses over the ever changing tide, carrying all …
Cluedo, a poem, or is it?
A lament for the recently deceased, in most unusual circumstances, Mr. Black Alas Poor Mr. Black, were you mister or …
Haibun on flowers, poets and politics
Haibun on flowers, poets and politics Sometimes poetry occurs, then re-occurs in the most unlikely places and ways. Such is …
The moment passes by the corner
Duncannon Beach, evening time
Duncannon Beach, evening time The light by the last wave lingers on fronds of seaweed fingering wave-wet rocks where brim-filled …
love is
Love is an old biscuit tin lid with a painted scene so lovely in it’s own quaint way that you …
shoot-out with words
5 words gleamed on the white page watching and waiting for 5 sentences that would stroll into town …
The moonstruck hare
Lepus Timidus Hibernicus for the moonstruck hare She has no fear, bright in the moonlit night, mesmerised, her shadow in …
The Dance of the Dragonflies
The Dance of the Dragonflies over the lakes at Johnstown Castle was sheer joy skimming air and water. The …
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