My England. May I ask? That when death calls, You'll caress this poet. Where his shadow falls, On his grave, Lay a rose of deepest red,...

Ms. D. Foster-Smith, Ms. D. Foster-Smith, Beauty unrivalled in the upper fifth. Youthful and light, like Beaujolais Nouveau Furtively...

Should this world ever stop its revolving, Should it ever slow down and die, I had once hoped that on that precipice, We'd stand...

Miss Guided, And Miss Directed, Driving home together, from their lovely holiday, Hoping this was the best route for their drive, But...

For ages now, I've been beside myself, Continually wondering, Why you're not beside me, I've realised I’m a fool, because you and I Are...

This heart of mine yearns to be hugged. Without you, life is a little incomplete. You left us all; you left me more. I cried, holding my...

Young mums of all shapes and sizes, Stood outside the little school gates, Superciliously smiling, At other young mums, as they wait....

White frost underfoot, Green shoots poking through, My shoes letting the cold come in, What’s it like for you? Circling slowly, You need...

Alienated, No, maybe more like I'm not Appreciated

To sleep, I remember nothing during the time that I’m asleep, Do you? I dream of exotic places with sandy beaches, Desert island, Ladies...

We've had the decorator in this week, Such a nice chap, Hard-working, He's local, But originally from Newcastle, But we can’t hold that...

We have both scoured our horizons, searching. For romance and happiness to pursue, We desire relationships, full working, Chances were...

Mrs Lloyds' daughter, Carrie, Lives a fast life, will not tarry, Wishing away the nights that she sleeps, Cursing the hours of the days...

At this moment, I feel like an outsider, Peering in on the family crowd, A peeping tom, a masked intruder, Quietly watching the family,...

(Words in bold are his paintings) There was once a painter called Van Gogh, Who painted young Adeline Ravoux, Still life, Cabbage and...

Who would have thought, at the start of our beginning, I've been thinking about this or that, Or even anything at all. It doesn't seem to...

So I’m standing on this bridge, looking Into the cold grey watery gloom below All you want, is to ask me why, All you want from me is to...

Together in the park, that summer, we had so much fun, Such a lark, the both of us carefree and young, Escaping mothers who were highly...

Empathy Is often mistaken for Sympathy But don't be confused. One is about walking In the footsteps of others, The other is about...

Police investigating the recent death of a prostitute, Found alone in the park, on the morning of the tenth, Have a suspect, currently in...