Much like meeting an old friend after an absence, no words need to be exchanged, just the knowledge that you're back in safe and reliable company. ☕
Sunday, 26 October 2025
Saturday, 25 October 2025
Wednesday, 22 October 2025
FIRST CUP OF TEA
I dunk the teabag tentatively in the mug as if I'm a painter looking for that perfect colour on their palette. We're all searching for that perfect shade of tea. You know it when you see it. ☕😊
Tuesday, 21 October 2025
Monday, 20 October 2025
HOPE IN HIBERNATION
Applaud the curtain call of summer
As winter waits in silence in the wings
Autumn speaks the lines of fallen colour
In hibernation, hope eternal springs.
Saturday, 18 October 2025
THE LOST SONG
living between
the tick
and
the tock
we never get time
to stop and take stock
before we arrive
and after we've gone
Time's the great orchestra
Now's the lost song.
Friday, 17 October 2025
COMMON PARLANCE
Innit, though, I can't keep pace,
Is 'wicked' now so out of place?
I hear the kids all now say 'bless'
This parlance lark, such a mess
But stop to think what all this means
Our language and its fading genes
Fashions rising-fashions sinking
'Right-on, man'-'blue-sky thinking'.
