Sitting here yesterday I contemplated and pondered how I could fit todays poem together and yet in a manner that fits and lays the foundation for future reading. That being a place, a series of ruins that in recent years much have been uncovered from overgrowth and wild hidden areas to become what is both … Continue reading Royal Gun Powder Mills
Sitting down today to compose this piece that you are now setting out to read, I had restarted writing this poem on three occasions, before settling on this one below. But it requires a little explaination before going further. I have spent much of my life with Tinnitus which can be explained by the following … Continue reading Hearing … Being!
It has become increasingly sad to me that we live in a society that is hell bent of placing Labels on Everything. If one were to have a view then that view best be in agreement with the norm OR one would risk being labelled Crazy Right Wing OR Loony Left Wing. It matters little … Continue reading Labelled
Todays poem has taken a little longer than intended due to weather aided techncal issues, but we yet battle through such issues and continue. Todays poem follows along the same line as the previous poem, which was itself about my home town and the place closest to my heart. But this oneis also an honour … Continue reading Emerald
After taking a few days aside from writing and try to recharge creativily as it were, I found myself sitting here for close to six hours working on a poem. Distraction after distraction held up my work, followed by an old enemy of mine when it comes to writing. Impatience has been an enemy of … Continue reading When Creative Storms Dance
During a walk in a very cold Frosty and foggy morning, I was struck by this thought that eventually became todays poem. Combined with a little over active creative mindset and having spent a brief moment watching a raven solve a puzzle that would release its reward, This following poem was born as it were. … Continue reading The Raven
When sitting here ready to compose todays poem, I decided to set a poem around one who was so caught up in a memory, in a love that no longer existed that he set about his day waiting for a love that was no longer going to turn up for an arranged meet. A meet … Continue reading Strolling in Memory
Today I sat to both compose a little poetry and also work on rhyming and other aspects of my poetry writing. BUT also I wanted to write of a topic and still hide it away within words and rhymes, thus letting it to the reader to find out what the true hidden topic is. I … Continue reading A Word to The Wise
On occasions I spend a little time thinking about friends and past friends(one time former friends). Most of whom I no longer have any contact with. BUT one in particular I had spent time thinking about over the years. At one time this gentleman was one of my best friends. BUT in youth and younger … Continue reading Ring The Bell
Over many hours I sat writing todays poem, yet tasks interrupted my desire to complete this project I had set early. With files opened and poem unfinished, Day turned to a chilly evening and now night has fallen and now this poem has been completed. I am certain many have had days like this when … Continue reading Bridge to Another Day
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