There was only one for me
She never was replaced
Her going was a very hell
Worst times I ever faced
We've all seen suns go down
Images burned in our minds
My eyes blurring as she set
A woman a man rarely finds
No cloud marred her eye
Her nature too open-wide
Proud I was to know her
Gaily make her my bride
I remember her blue skies
Tuesday 3rd November 2020 10:42 am
in acute distress is where I was
firing flares or else lighting fires
engraving SOS on the sandy beach
for want of any telegraph wires
I watched for sails on the horizon
every day I searched the skies
I kept a careful log of my every day,
alone, its amazing how time flies
I quickly got sick of coconuts
fish all began to taste the same
goats and chickens are ...
Wednesday 26th August 2020 10:58 am
It seems only yesterday we were fine
How I yearned for the feel of your mouth
Your every touch would set me on fire
Whether north west east or south
The sight of smoke on the horizon
Haunts me now when I look back
For it was over yonder hill we flourished
Before my thoughts turned so black
That dark column taunts my tortured eyes
Acrid embers still fly off in ...
Thursday 13th August 2020 10:44 am
Do you ever feel like you're the protagonist of a book?
Where the ending is constantly being rewritten and you're just waiting for the day that it's finally gone through all the edits and gets published?
But what happens if it's a novel that has 7 parts?
You might never even get to read the last written words or get to the final chapter of what you thought was your
Monday 24th February 2020 8:35 am
Between the wooden breakwaters
I sit on the flinty stones
to watch the grey sea
waves rattling the beach
That foaming water
that was once the horizon
where I sailed
Monday 27th August 2018 5:56 pm
My Sunset Haiku  as a Sunset Englyn 
A green flash from the setting sun - and night
Now sea and sky are one
Dusk from the gold orb is spun
Thus this mystic day is done
Where sea and sky meet
a green flash from the set sun
Lighting distant shores
The Welsh englyn unodl union is a straight one-rhymed englyn consi...
Tuesday 22nd May 2018 10:20 am
Sometimes, inspiration and imagination have strange effects.
Swallows dive, swoon
like wind-swayed ink drops
down, and beyond the light:
swallowed by the sky,
flown blue, over
road-birds – honed
by simple flight.
Like arrows in Canada
in thunderhead afternoons:
clouds rolling, rutting hinds
in migration, pounding sand-trails,...
Monday 27th November 2017 9:56 am
The searing summer sun
sets on the distant horizon,
in a shimmering heat haze
the careless cumulous clouds,
aglow with crimson incandescence.
Distant twinkling stars
awake in the turquoise twilight sky;
afar and on high.
The end of another glorious day
with promise of more to come.
Days as fresh and gloriou...
Saturday 20th June 2015 10:36 am