Songwrite 3

Still talking The bus journey still ringing in my ears we meet kiss and say hello and then the glow fades to yellow and blue as we move inside and while the others are laughing we cry. I don’t know why. We cry for those left outside perhaps in the rain. We cry for theContinue reading “Songwrite 3”


Juxtapose this…

The only person I have felt something deep for in my adult life was seen a part of the ‘problem’, not the ‘cure’.The same person made me feel loved. The same person made me feel wanted, and amongst other things, useful, intelligent, creative, friendly. But you wouldn’t take him home to meet your mother (althoughContinue reading “Juxtapose this…”