A love Poem

1          Love poem   My butterfly life, never settling with the flower of a wife, I wonder if I am capable of true love or if I am cursed to wonder. How my arms ache to hold, how my lips burn to kiss But, I do not want a butterfly wife. I don’t want aContinue reading “A love Poem”

My Poem

She describes herself like this… Foxglove   Under willow tree and wild flower print Book unopened at Grandad’s feet Snuggled up, bundled up child. Dreaming of pine forests, deep lakes and a country over the sea. Safe in the cupboard under the stairs Siting on Clarks leather shoes And leaning against Granddad’s work jacket. SheContinue reading “My Poem”

Travel journal

An Oxford education A captured and stolen history can be found in Oxford. Its museums, galleries and universities; pool, collate, and collect culture. Its own British Empire heritage and that of its once discovered or conquered limits. All boxed and viewed in glass. It holds it up showing it off and in its own wayContinue reading “Travel journal”

Journal entry artist date.

Malvern Moments “Even if you start the day late, don’t give up on it.” More of my wise grandad’s advice. When applied to my life the advice becomes punchier. More like – NEVER GIVE IN, NEVER SURENDER! My son Joshua had a melt down before I even got to the alarm clock to turn offContinue reading “Journal entry artist date.”