A place to collect some of my poems for d’Verse
Are you going away with no word of farewell?
Dreams lie lost amid the sands…
Witches brew, Lancaster Castle
Being able to give… the greatest blessing.
Familial traits, the signs we try to hide.
Let’s be clear on why we’re here.
Storm clouds gather over Heysham Head.
Transcendental Glory at Morecambe Superdrome
Terraceville-Living in the Valley.
Social Media and the crimes for our times.
