FANTASTIC FLUTTERINGS

  On dull days when the sun absconds from sky, when grey grinds gloom into gutters and mothers utter ‘stay inside’, children’s minds flutter to unfold like umbrellas opening; colours cascading over concrete clutter like candy to calm a calamity. In the midst of the mundane and the murky, inspiration catches on the canvas of […]

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TIME IS FLEETING

  Time is fleeting. See it slipping through hands eager to clasp all that cannot be caught. Time is fleeting but this is not always tragic for we are traffic motoring along the carriage way in search of contentment in accompanying cars, meandering towards the midway and making out with the magic that caresses the […]

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CURIOUS CALUM CAUSES A COMMOTION

  For Calum Solan, the best Godson in the world… A funny thing happened to me the other day, although I didn’t realise it at the time, well, you never do, do you? I was strolling down MacMiddle Street, around the corner from Bertie Bryant’s Book Emporium, my home away from home, passing by Margella’s […]

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THE WOKEN DREAMER

I am the woken dreamer, Lost from all faith In the magic. Finding an impossibility In the longevity Of ever after. Is it really no more than The stuff and nonsense Of fairy tales And children’s dreams, Not fit at all For real mens lives And the in betweens? I was willing once To find […]

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Paris- Within Me

What is it about you that daily replaces you In front of my eyes No matter how far from you I travel? Were you the first one I saw from above With your grey slates, Smokeless chimneys And laddering towers to the Gods? Specs of gallant green Among your columns and follies, Your marching boulevards […]

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