Whenever she says she does

Here is one of the poems which I wrote back in March. I’m about to start writing again. This one stirred me to the page again, and it brought to mind the golden eagles I wrote about in the last post to the blog. The birds in this poem were flying in a massive flock … Read more

Fly like an eagle

One day on this holiday we went on a trip through the mountains in Corsica. It is an island of great beauty, and real contrasts. I stopped the car to take some photos of the mountains – one range looked like something out of ‘Lord of the Rings’ – and as I was taking the … Read more

Podcasts backlog

I’ve not been listening to podcasts for a little while. It’s something I have just returned to – thanks to a little gadget which makes it possible for me to listen to them in the car through my iriver mp3 player. Before I got this gadget the only way to listen to podcasts was by … Read more

Foundlings Five: Scribbles Underfoot

The cowboys have gone out of business or Pretend to be self-made commercial heroes,The fantasy of TV is a bore,His town and home barely exist in prose. Scribbles underfoot were rare, too discreteThey left him to his own devices.He looked for lovers, quiet town, no-one to meet.Only sources of pleasure were vices. Salt water on … Read more

The Open are no more

I wrote about the second album by Liverpool band ‘The Open’ recently. They have produced two beautiful albums, and I was settling in to wait for great albums to come, but that has fallen away now. Why? Because I have just read in the official forum that they have decided to split. That’s such a … Read more