Proper Poetry

Another Friday, rain pouring down, another night in this seaside town immersed in the usual disco pub and overwhelmed by this musical hub. I...

The kites are winging robins singing tadpoles swimming daylight clinging great tits' mating calls are ringing The clouds are thinning su...

Not such a clever man our Vladimir thinking to get his way by threats and fear instead of making the world appreciate his just concern about...

It's strange how cats like walking on freshly raked soil much as children like treading on crumbly new molehills. But the difference sur...

Non-gardeners think that gardening's all about sowing and planting things whereas the battle hardened know that's just a skirmish to...

Things that flow give pleasure in the flowing - rivers, summer clouds, ice dancers. Things that show give pleasure in the showing - flowers,...

After all those years of seeing you as a dominating sexual bastard, today while working my allotment I had a moment of revelation. Not every...