A social site for poets in Sydney.
When I returned from Asia, to the UK, in the year 1995 with my small daughter, who was only nine years old, we went to live in Lewes, the capital of East Sussex. I was in my late thirties. We lived an idyllic life there; full of quality: good fresh food and air; honest, kind, straight forward people; my daughter loved it there. She made so many friends on her first day at school. When she came home she said 'I've made five friends Mummy...and they are all like me...they speak English!…Continue
There was a time when I travelled the valleys of South Wales quite extensively. I have clear, sometimes dramatic, memories of battling both the roads and the elements. I remember Rhymney, Llanilleth, Cwm, Ebbw Vale, Brecon Beacons, Merthyr Tydfil, Bryn-Mawr, Black Mountain and the Heads of the Valley Road.
Sitting in the quiet of the local library,
I seek enlightenment in an antediluvian
on-loan tome, available to own only
from a mail-order book…Continue
Cutting Along the Line You cut through meWith your sharp witOr sharp tongue- I'm sure it is forked - You cut me between what you will keep, and what to disperse:Apparently you'll keep the combined financial gains of our relationship- the house- the…Continue
The first time I encountered humming birds was at the Myrtle Bank Hotel in Kingston, Jamaica. There were these tiny little colourful things, so small that they would fit in the palm of my eleven year old hand, descending and hovering in front of…Continue
Monkeys from the Zoo do it...Even Arrogant Kangaroos do itPigs, Rats, and Mice do itBut don't you do it!Don't Bully Anyone.Children do it...Teenagers do it...Even the teachers at the school do itDon't do it!Don't Bully Anyone.Ambassadors and Kings…Continue