The autumn leaves drift pass my window,

The buds were in rich splendourgetting ready with their finery.Something made me pauseand look around at what was there,it was then I spieda maiden with the fairest hair.She was sitting by a small streamlooking at her reflectionin the clear water there.Each ripple represented a frownshe wore on her foreheadas she waited for her loverto return…

to seek out old acquaintancesto share our glory achieved.We seek them in many avenueswe may stumble uponto find the missing keys of our pastin hope for words to fuel our egoand our new found pride,finding none our elation slipsand our paranoia begins again.28 November 20013

How many times do we say it,because we do not want to try?Nothing is impossible,think positive, and say, you can.Trying and failing,is no real crime.Never to try at all,now that is a crime.You never know what you can do,until you give it a try.Just keep saying to yourself,you can, and you will.13 May 2007

Some small lights were visiblein a landscape near invisible.People that were walking on the groundwere swallowed up by the fog aroundon a foggy morning in Portsmouth town.28 January 2008

with its pits of painwhere the dead and dying lay.In the no man’s landthat separates friend from foe.Hear the mournful soundsof weeping fleshentangled within the baptism of death.Across the battlefieldwhere there are fleeting ghostsof those who fell on another day.One day the guns may fall silentand flowers will once again dancewith an evening breeze.Instead of…

underneath a warm summer sunin meadows where clover lie.We sit and watch themas around the flowers they playmaking us feelas if we were children again.A soothing thoughtas we while away our day.4 July 2015