I see the children starving and thin so weak their little bodies make no din. No harvest to collect no cattle to bring in just baron land dust and sand. Disease gets a grip while they are a kip. Another child lost to famine another family takes a hit. They come to blight you, why … Continue reading Starving
Twilight
When daylight fades into the night, shade and shadows cast a long hue across the ground and all there is to rock the senses is sound. This is where the night comes with a bound. The love smitten teenagers kiss and the bark and whine of the hounds break the air. Chasing things that are … Continue reading Twilight
Our Local Park
Green grass and cricket pitches, football goals and rugby posts. Our local park where loads of cars park their occupants enjoying a lark down on the grass amongst the trees covered in bark. Bordered by trees that change colour in the autumn and throw down their conkers for children to collect and thread on to … Continue reading Our Local Park
Duck Pond
Wind blowing, waves rippling with low light on the peaks of the water which laps at the side as the ripples spread out wide. Moorhens and coots: swans and mallards swim to feed on what morsels we have to delight. Back and forth the mallards go with and against the ebb and flow. The swan … Continue reading Duck Pond
3 AM
3am in the morning and i am yawning my bed is calling and I am sprawling, the lark starts the chorus off. birds tweet, tweet then there are sheep that bleat, the woodpecker too and the bark of the fox and a badger or two. Off to bed on my weary legs after I have … Continue reading 3 AM
Blog the Dog
Blog the dog was a bit of a hog, he would eat anything even a frog. He got very fat when he ate a cat he chased it down and that was that. He got very thin when a bee went in to give him a sting and he could not eat his tea. Now … Continue reading Blog the Dog
I can post what I had for my tea, lunch and dinner and if I went for a pee. I can post bitching and boast. I could like, love, wow, be sad or angry, and tell you tails of wow and where I go I can join a group that may be a hoot or … Continue reading Facebook
Cones
There is nothing worse on your way home than miles upon miles of traffic cones. All standing to attention in line making your journey take more time. Flashing orange upon their head, the sight of queues we all dread. Motorway signs flash in time to tell us all to get in line and we all … Continue reading Cones
Rough Sleeper
Cold and wet as I have been set in this one place for nearly a day. Watching adults pass and children play. Hunger in my belly, feet infected and smelly. By night I am hidden by day I am I am forbidden. Lazy, ill. waste of space as everyone passes at a fair pace. But … Continue reading Rough Sleeper
My England
This is my island full of hope and life. This is the land where I grew up and took a wife. This is my England of Green and pleasant fields and land where crops grow for food yield. An England where people love and care and heroes dare. This is my country of which I … Continue reading My England
Rhythm of the Ink 
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