Painted Lady
When I was so ill, as only a man can be
A friend, she came calling, the pain slightly eased
Painted hands carried soup, tired eyes cried for brew
She smiles at me sweetly, if only she knew
Room softly lit by lava and flame
Laughing so hard, only causes more pain
Colours and shadows, they dance on the roof
She [...]
The Scream
The rain bounced upwards as it pounded the hard wooden boardwalk that ran the length of the beach that provided its travellers with a glorious view of the beautiful coastal bay. Edvard stood leaning on the rail, staring out at the boats that although anchored, were being violently tossed around by the ferocious [...]
Ode to Erin
On a freezing Hogmanay, in 2011,
Before me, there stood, an angel from heaven,
A vision in blue, her eyes they bewitched me,
Amongst all these people, only her, can I see,
People sing, laugh and dance, everywhere there is bliss,
She looks at me smiling, then leans in for the kiss,
Time slows so still, all around I [...]
Tom Jones, AK47 and a Single Red Rose
It was just after 3pm. The howling wind and sideways rain were proving themselves to be a real nuisance. I stood huddled in the corner of a bus shelter, checking the time every minute or so, hoping that by some miracle the bus would be early. A [...]
TYPEWRITER
1992 was an interesting year. Olympics in Barcelona, European Championships in Sweden won by the massive Danish underdogs, Whitney Houston’s I Will Always Love You was the Christmas Number One and despite the unwanted affections of a school friend’s drunk step dad (I still remember that, Lindsay), the thing I remember most about [...]
