The lady who sold me coffee in Twyford so many times really sold me sanity.
Poems | Coffee | 2023I can never forget that grinning brown face holding up a cheersing beer to his passengers! That would be the first of many adventures in the islands that month that made you feel alive.
Poems | Drinking, Existence | 2023I woke myself up from a dentist dream one day, then immediately felt bad I didn't say goodbye and wondered what the ones it that reality thought of me.
Poems | Existence | 2023From where you are To where you want - That’s the Gap. Should the Gap get smaller, Or bigger? Is bigger wiser, and smaller older? Or smaller wiser...
Poems | Existence, Work | 2023Before the wall came down I travelled by train from West German to West Berlin. Along the way we were stopped by East German police with two beautiful, but quite angry dogs. They went mental at one of my charges. It wasn't until they left, apologising, that I understood why.
Poems | Travel | 2023There's a loneliness, solitude and quiet despair when you travel across the American desert. You pine for friends in pubs whilst marvelling at the vastness of the world before you.
Poems | Existence, Travel | 2023