

I can’t take all the credit for this one. I got the idea from a blog I found on the… READ MORE
Like a storm‑tossed ship, you sail,Through winds that roar and waves that rail.Yet steadfast heart and steady hand,Will guide you… READ MORE
By Paul Baldry Some called you useless,Most called you names.Few could light you first time,Yet every exerciseStarted exactly the same.… READ MORE
The patrol was long, the night was cold,The stories never fully told.Belfast’s streets of brick and stone,South Armagh where we’d… READ MORE
Before the first shout,The galley has won the day—Fresh bread greets the dawn.Bacon crackles on the grill,Toast after toast takes… READ MORE
I’ve given my Poetry of Life page a fresh new look—one that reflects the journey that has shaped my life.… READ MORE
After many weeks of work, I’m delighted to share my latest project—a professionally designed edition of the 1993 JSP 404… READ MORE
He’s not asleep.Not really.Just somewhere betweena nap and a dreamwhere birds flap slowand the sun hums soft. One paw dangling—like… READ MORE
She digs.Not just dirt—but thoughts.Dreams.Questions. The sun’s warm,the flowers are loud with colour,and her hands are busybut her mind’s somewhere… READ MORE
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.