Category: Poetry

• May 15, 2016

  Compartments

    We share solitude Television connects us Compartments in a room     Time spent with Paul… Martin Addison – 15/05/2016

• December 25, 2015

  Christmas Morn

  Crows play murder in the dark Beneath the grey of morning Dark clouds portend that Tears will fall Pigeons await like Homeless People wondering on…

• December 12, 2015

  Today’s Tomorrow

  I live, I breathe, Today, A Today spent among The promises of tomorrow, And the death Of tomorrow I carry the choice of war With…