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Month: November 2018

‘I don’t know’…

I wrote it when a young girl named Leah Betts died as a result of taking Ecstasy. Her death sparked all sort of debates on the use of drugs. Leah […]

Memoirs ~ Kelvin Grove

How often have you heard adults say that your school days are the best days of your life. I am sure that Tom Brown in the novel of the same […]


slumbering in earthen graves some known others not flesh on bones left to rot faceless now lost in caves laying long in dirty trenches waiting for death to come bloodied […]

Side by Side…

The World outside is cold, unclear,  Beyond the glaze is fettered fear. Leaded lights lend the pain to Storms in motion, falling rain. Emerald carpet of billowing blades, Dew-strewn dust, […]

Home is where the heart is…

Concrete, granite, stoney grey, outside the window, any day. Terracotta, red-brick box, blazing, brazoned bolts and locks. Attached together, detached alone, standing strong, stone to stone. Hearths and hearts, cills […]