Autumn Ghosts

Joe stood at the corner of the train station, chatting to a stranger over a cigarette when Keeley arrived. She smiled at the ease with which he carried himself in making the most of his time. When he spoke about his previous marriage, he told her how it used to irritate his wife and the … Continue reading Autumn Ghosts

Ghosts of Celluloid

He sits at the back of the theatre Recalls how it was all new Once No colour, no computer generated effects Not even sound. He looks at people hunched over their phones. People move so much faster He doesn't get why people Wear their hair the way that They do Why the news is always … Continue reading Ghosts of Celluloid

Raise your shield high

Silence has a weight Texture A rock worn smooth By time A delicacy as raw silk Sliding over my rough, dark hands Inside, The screams - outrage, pain disguised As signals of virtue I stand askance My path takes me through These places Once walled gardens of enthused discourse Now the flowers drip blood I … Continue reading Raise your shield high

Alchemy of Time

Solitude is a balm Better than loneliness My own company Has developed into a fine State of affairs Ushered into being By the bold cloak Of purpose If I am to be apart Then it is not such A bad thing To watch change in Silence As I experience it The grand alchemy of A … Continue reading Alchemy of Time

It’s Not Men That Are The Problem…

It's boys, because you can grow older but not necessarily grow up.  A salient characteristic of antisocial children and adolescents is that they appear to have no feelings. Besides showing no care for others' feelings or remorse for hurting others, they tend to demonstrate none of their own feelings except anger and hostility, and even these are communicated … Continue reading It’s Not Men That Are The Problem…