Hours enthralled by cryptic signs, with ancient tomes and riddled rhymes. Gleaning facts from mystic lores - and still she never sought divorce…

based on a West African folklore… Alone along a jungle track I heard a groan of agony, so terror-struck, with bow drawn b… I peered behind the mango tree.

1978 - Boarding school - The day… Grey flannel blazer, grey stone wa… Under a cold grey sky. Grey skinned strangers speaking gr… Long bleak and lonely,

When I at last shall die, what th… the meaning in this world of men - the flux that formed before my wak… when from that tranquil harbour fo… to pass again thru’ terra’s fiery…

I spoke two thousand years ago, wh… but much I said was misconstrued,… As Son of Man I said before, I a… I the ransom for the many ~ Throu… My Father’s house has many mansio…

Marks on my thoughts, accents of introspection; Acute I find my observation. Grave deep the world; circumflexion breeds my circumspec…

The truth becomes a mystery when penned by the pre-victor who peddles bullshit History thru’ his BBC predictor A flash before the impact

Compliments to the baker and so too my Barista Smoothest crema on the tongue juxtapose to lemon vapour. Intense acute sensations

A flight of fancy to mystical land in Arjun’ chariot I crossed Ram’s… to that cinnamon isle of gold-grai… —tear of Mahabharata On a palm-trellised beach I held…

words, however inadequate, are the best hope we have of connecting with others... so let’s choose carefully which to use - and I ain’t talking poetry!!

I’m sorry if my attitude seems som… I love this life much more since… but by the same degree to hell I o… and now I know it’s not the 'get’… I’ve come to understand, life’s fu…

“The engine never made a sound!” —His terminal thought, as he looke… That crossing place he knew so wel… resounded to his final knell. On the scene, there was no sign;

Conjugal Congress, Conception Conjoined ~ Constriction Contraction Contusio… Constructs Conferred, Conclusions Contrived ~

Time nebulous unfolds ~ twisting bulbous entity. Pressing back the void, forever riding on the cusp of Now. Crystallising ethers of tomorrow,

Sativa, queen of spiral code her genome holds a key, that turns the cogs within my mind once stuck, now running free. She sparkles in the Autumn sun