Proper Poetry

Man's triumph is that he can think; his tragedy - he knows he'll die.

As I walked out one midsummer evening away from the city and up on the Downs, the sky was still blue and the sun still shining and the wa...

Just wait a little longer, Thomas Hardy: the aspirin will thin your blood, not heart, while further ageing further thins desire as you tr...

My mother told me I never should let a boy know I think he looks good. So now when I go to some boyband's gig, dressed up all sexy...

Poor kid ! He didn't deserve to die. That was too much. Just unlucky to crack his head on the ground when he was hit. Punched. Could ...

Just focus on the road ahead and glance the views on either side; no need to hurry but instead enjoy the experience of the ride. Respect...

The east wind cold but the March day dry and insistent light being dragged away, I straggled home from allotment hours and saw an event I...