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”

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…”

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”

An April Trinity of Haiku’s

So many things happen in the month of April, beginning with today which is April Fools Day. Greetings!  King of Fools Tricking the Spring as he steps Quickly – with bells on. Then there’s the Easter festival – derived from the ancient fertility goddess Eostre. Read about The Fools Day Out in another post overContinue reading “An April Trinity of Haiku’s”

Goblins! Beware!

I remember being absolutely terrified by this poem when I was a child.  The poem is ‘The Goblin Market‘ and it was written 1859 by Christina Rossetti, sister to Pre Raphaelite Dante Gabriel Rossetti He illustrated the poem for her.  The descriptions of these Goblin men still give me the creeps to this day!  The poemContinue reading “Goblins! Beware!”

Dark Queen

I wrote this poem a while ago.  I’d like to say that the inspiration fro this came from some sort of gothic queen I had been reading about, but it didn’t.  The kind of person I envisage is one who waits, listens, sees an opportunity and uses situations to their own advantage.  She sits quietlyContinue reading “Dark Queen”

Selected Poem: ‘Whatifs’ by Shel Silverstein

In these days of uncertainty, made even more so in this present climate , I think everyone can relate to this poem. ‘Whatfs’ is a playful poem relating to our own personal fears and writtten imaginatively from a child’s point of view by American poet, artist, cartoonist and playwright Sheldon Allan Silverstein (September 25, 1930 –Continue reading “Selected Poem: ‘Whatifs’ by Shel Silverstein”