Category: Poetry

  • A Requiem for Winter

    Wherefore art thou Winter? No bitter chill of death? No unexpected moment’s warmth? Why have you not come? No crisp dawn to greet the day?…

  • Avebury

    What memories do you hold You who stand Imposingly grey and Impervious to all Except the rain Do you remember The first clearance Of Forests…

  • Requiem For a Fallen Cyclist

    The road is closed The Community Officer stands and processes so many questions but not the truth because the truth is not what they want…