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Sometimes, our best thought through plans go astray.


In the cold light of day you keep me there beside you in a Glass by the bed.

The Poem

A state of mind Where images and perceptions Appear as shards of glass.


He kept us intrigued; With wise words and false wisdom.

What Happened to – IT?

There is nothing new to be said; Nothing cleaver to be read. All creativity is rendered dead. Nothing left – but this silly little verse, Inside my head. Please “Shut Up”!

A Positive Spin

A shimmer through the glass in keeping with the lateness -of the day.