Where kids grow up and people become part of furniture, behaviour is loving and brash, apologised over time. Age and story telling is king. Synthetic golden conversation, which quenches thirst is pumped up from the ground. Propped up and wiped down, the polished divide is where it all starts. Locals gather and strangers stare, how… Continue reading Pop to the pub
What if? The worst it can get. The feeling of knowing you should have acted, stuttered, whispered and shouted. What if! What if, you could be who you wanted to? Say what you wanted? Did what you wanted? Oh what bliss. Wait. What if... what if you could. Doesn't that sound dreamy, scary and daunting… Continue reading What if?
Hey, hello, 😔 Is anyone looking, is anyone liking, why won't you follow me. The creeping shadows that follow me in the street, unnerve and make me sweat. Why do I crave their digital footsteps and digital fingerprints? Who are they? I struggle to share more than a stolen glance with you on the bus,… Continue reading Look at me,
So elusive and simple, I feel lost without you. I fear you will never come. I fear you will come at the wrong time, why has timing never been your strong suit? The right and the wrong dreams, when I close my eyes it scares and delights me. Is that really what I think? What could… Continue reading Oh, to be an insomniac.
Slumped revolution, the flicker and glare of the blue light. Click, click... scroll, scroll.... tick the box. Share. Ahh the smell of instant coffee and revolution in the morning. What once was done hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, has been scrolled away and replaced with pixelated prisons. Finger protest and single fist bumps of… Continue reading Desk Activist
Hello, lets see where this goes. The idea is to create daily, ask question's, stay curious, explore, learn and make observation's. Write it down and reflect. I don't know what a poem is meant to sound like, how to start and end a story, or what literary prose means. This is just me talking with… Continue reading Hello World.