Poetry without comment beyond thanks to Stefano Zocca for use of the header image. Continue reading
vs. Poetry
Return to Southern Avenue
I used the net to test fond memories and found they came up wanting. With thanks to Daniel Frank for use of the header image. Continue reading
Shorts
A collection of twelve short poems never more than thirty-six words long. From subjects such as friends, middle-age, still being cool despite the former, lies, food, family, cats, being rude, tradition and more!
With thanks to EVJF GREG for use of the image. Continue reading
Dog’s Life
Poetry without comment beyond thanks to Hannah Lim for use of the image. Continue reading
Backways Sam
A short story in poetic form about my good friend Backways Sam.
With thanks to Ricardo Esquivel for use of the image (original can be seen in link).
Dark Side of the Lawn
I love the smell of freshly cut grass in the summer. Do you cut yours in a straight line or with a twist like this?
With thanks to Marcel L. for use of the image. Continue reading
That was indeed I
Poetry without comment beyond thanks to Sincerely Media for use of the header image.
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Face It
Poetry on a subject as divisive as Marmite: feet.
With thanks to Toa Heftiba for use of the image. Continue reading
Southern Avenue
A short story about a real place. With thanks to Daniel Frank for use of the header image (not of the actual location). Continue reading
Walking the Dog
With thanks to Juuso Salminen for the header image. As is often the case with the image used, it’s chosen for its own merits as much as its relationship with the words. When first seeing, I thought it digital, a black on white image, not a photograph. Apparently much hanging around on a freezing cold lake was needed to get it.
Like the photo, the following is also true. Though it took place in the early 90s during a summer when I lived on a council estate in London. Numerous flats in different buildings of various sizes and ages looked onto a communal area with grass and also a high-walled brick area with benches built in. Meant as an outdoor meeting area, local kids used it to play football as the high wall at one end made a great goal where the ball bounced back instead of flying off into the distance anytime someone scored or missed (I often joined in while Ed—a Rottie named after Eddie Cochran—did his business). Continue reading