New hungers dressed and entered my stage of sparse decoration
I had just said ‘goodbye’ to the star of England, the real Broadway
Earlier that evening we had kissed upon sandstone paving
Celtic supporters singing their hearts out in our tube carriage, green and white shirts on. Their melody talks about happiness, and...
First poem added to my blog for a while: Fill your heart with photons Pink-brown cheeks, peach scoops, my baby chick. Fruit ciders,...
Ronnie’s feathered touch is on show on baize. His white queen charms red ball bee swarms. Ronnie’s rectangle shines under strip lights....
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