Some People
Some people dine on caviar, some like their fish and chips, for some the thought of pie and mash will …
Tag: Patricia Curtis
Loneliness
The road is empty. just as it was yesterday and all the days stretching back to – when? He can’t …
Silver Bird
Carving its way through the star studded sky, crossing the face of the moon riding high, bright silver bird on …
Buried Dreams
What I Hope In a half forgotten corner of a mind that’s lost its way, is she walking in a …
Banking on the Future
Here in this bank the future lies asleep, signed sealed and stored, as generations pass. Their embryonic secrets they will …
Song of the Spirit
Too sweet and too subtle for pen or for tongue In phrases unwritten and measures unsung, As deep and as …
Hearts Beat Faster
With sound of guns the hills resound, a breeze stirs leaves in gentle play. This wood, where bird and beast …
Toxic Love
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and you have scorned me. Now you have to pay for all …