remembering the pop man
we played out on streets full of laughter and joy sun high in the sky playing games long forgotten tig, … Continue reading remembering the pop man
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remembering the pop man
playing out on the street on a summers day sun high in the sky games of tig, kerbie, hide and … Continue reading remembering the pop man
ghosts of the mill
the old, run down mill stares at its reflection in the deep darkness of the still, silent river as ghosts … Continue reading ghosts of the mill
A Wooden War
remembering my father who would fashion a rifle for me from any old block of wood carved and sanded down … Continue reading A Wooden War
My Childhood Valley
the valley of my memories that started from a single pipe, too dark to see beyond its mouth too small … Continue reading My Childhood Valley
The First Punch Revisited
I’ve heavily revised this poem. Hope you all like it. on a bright, september morning his mother kissed him let … Continue reading The First Punch Revisited
The first punch
He remembers that first day at school On a cold September morn as his mother Let go of his hand … Continue reading The first punch
Growing Up
Sorry but I haven’t been on here for a while. Been feeling under the weather and out of sorts. Not … Continue reading Growing Up
The Autistic FellRunner 