I’m sitting on a chair Under the moon In my garden And my inflatable snowman is still full of air. 10.13 pm Christmas Day. That awkward pause when evening casts a melancholy mood Over the laughter and hurt feelings That… Read More ›
Month: December 2015
Snow
It’s not the same I say As I watch the rain pour down A week before we celebrate The birth of the Lord our Saviour. In this clammy climate, The killer humidity, Where sandals Shorts and tee shirts are the… Read More ›
Safe Space
I step outside, breath in fresh air The walls were closing in around me I drag a chair to the lawn and sit right down To drink my Earl Grey tea. Slip out my diary from my trouser pocket Swipe… Read More ›
A Different Country 