The Barbary Knife

Do not know where this poem came from. I must have been shivering me timbers off somewhere after being caught in a squall😄. I’ve never been to the Barbary coast in my life, my ancestors, a few being sailors, probably did though. I have got a fascination with the sea and ships so maybe theContinue reading “The Barbary Knife”

The Secret Garden

Another haiku from my End of Days series. No, partygate will not be gotten rid of, forgotten nor forgiven. They partied whilst people died alone. The secret garden 24 hour party people Stage their own lock in. The threshold of No.10 where 24 hr people disappear, only to emerge as amnesiacs with peerages and promotions.Continue reading “The Secret Garden”

Book Review: ‘The Silent Companions‘ by Laura Purcell

The first book I have read in absolutely ages. I have made a resolution to read books which have been piling up for ages. At last I have managed to get my concentration back by reading a little per night. Before I knew it, I began to get absorbed again into the pages, just likeContinue reading “Book Review: ‘The Silent Companions‘ by Laura Purcell”

Ps. Pm…

Part of my series ‘End of Days’. Each new day feels like exactly that, the end of life as we once knew it. With endless atrocities deceitful lies, corruption and scandal after scandal ever unfolding, we are indeed living in dark times. So many ‘gates’ of evil opening, all leading to a desolate landscape. ‘Partygate’Continue reading “Ps. Pm…”

Into the Read

In the beginning, Echostains, my art blog, featured art history, design, film, book reviews – in short a pot pouri of art/arts related topics. I then decided to transfer the book and film reviews and subjects to another blog. Thus Bookstains was born. Content on Bookstains has been sporadic, to say the least over theContinue reading “Into the Read”

The Runaway Train

Carrying on the back track Yet another train of lies Are Shunted northwards The runaway mouth ran over the hill and he blew it. Again. Unfortunately, the last I heard he was going still… Yet another empty promise for the North. The abandonment of HC2. Second in my new occasional series ‘End of Days’ whereContinue reading “The Runaway Train”

Haiku: Lords a reaping

With reference to the Lord of Misrule. Traditionally, he is appointed at Christmas time to preside over the Feast of Fools. First in my new occasional series ‘End of Days’ where I dilute (and believe me, I do dilute) my political outrage into a Haiku. Its been a daily occurrence (my outrage and despair) sinceContinue reading “Haiku: Lords a reaping”

Elastoplast for the Past

Slipping behind again with my blogs again. Where does the time go🤔 When I first started my blogs up, the plan was to post a few times a week. So much for plans🙄 I’d have been better off doing a diary (as I write in that every day. Anyway… here’s a short poem I wroteContinue reading “Elastoplast for the Past”

Random Haiku from my Covid-19 Diary (Day420)

This was written on one of the down days. This pandemic has impacted on a lot of peoples mental health. Being forced to live life in an abnormal way doesn’t sit well with me. The day I start to accept the abnormal as ‘normal’ is the day I give up railing against this machine. NoContinue reading “Random Haiku from my Covid-19 Diary (Day420)”