Towers of steel next to cobbled streets, Leafy enclosures next to concrete walls, Cafes dull with bosses, lanes alive with buskers This city – the victors lodge in the base of your nerves. Moving as you do, daily through crowds Lost in sounds only you can hear No longer with the patience or dreams, which brought… Read More Vision

All that follows

The morning-fresh scent beckons. You pad through soft warm sand, leaving the letter unfinished. Together we were better than vegan biccies – sumptuous yet harmless, sweet but pain free Then you took my whispers, slipped away with ease Forget? (too bright to believe) The temperamental lamp flickers, while the puppy chews your blue striped socks… Read More All that follows