Poetry

This collection has been labelled, by the author, as 'poetry'.

It contains poems.

Commute

To think these things is fine, To do them is not. These people crammed into this carriage do not deserve to be punished for my discomfort. So I tell myself.
Cherry

Breaking news

The sovereign republic of ‘bed’ has closed its borders, for now.

Shopping (I.P.)

I’m at the end of my street before it occurs to me; I’ve forgotten why I left the house at all.
Poem of the week

Self control

It's always there.
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Holes in the bag.

Things in the water...

What you say and how you say it

I hate what it is you have to say and I hate the way you say it. I hate the words you use with apparently little or no thought to how they might be...