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The Gymnast’s Journey
I first wrote this poem a few years ago and have rewritten it several times since. I decided to give… READ MORE
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The Marmite Bard’s Move North
There once was a poet, English-born,Who heard Scottish heather outshone the morn. “Misunderstood? Grand!”Said he, notebook in hand— And fled… READ MORE
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Hand in Hand
We face the world,hand in hand. With the bull in my heart,we both stand. Together,we are an unstoppable force— with… READ MORE
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What Remains When It’s Gone
My Poetic Trilogy I wrote this collection as a journey through addiction—not one specific form, but the many ways it… READ MORE
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Finding Our Way
We are propelledinto this thing called life,without a courseor bearing to follow. Then—we begin to understandthe voices of guidance. Then… READ MORE
Quote of the week
Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.
