

A bow across strings,Crying out the unspoken,Lines of lost desire.The melody is a ghost,Of the boy who walked away. Her… READ MORE
TWO BOYS — ONE RIVER Hot day.Big sun.River Trent waiting. Paul hopeful.Glen expert.Bags full goodies. Juice.Crisps.Chocolate.Perfect. Lessons start.Maggot wiggles.Hook ready.Float… READ MORE
In a world still aching for harmony, this ballad is my quiet hope that true peace is possible. It asks… READ MORE
Red polka-dot sky,Splashing through the silver mud,She and her best friend—Snoop.No fear of the coming scold,Just the joy of falling… READ MORE
A giant book spreads,A window to the soul’s depths,Beyond real-world sight.The poetry comes to life,Painting truths in gold and grey.… READ MORE
On cold paving stones,Strings and wood begin to hum,Glasgow’s vibrant soul.Two young lads with caps and songs,Bring a warmth to… READ MORE
As I stand on the shore, the memories flood my mind,Of joyful days gone by, so vivid and kind.The gentle… READ MORE
ALONGSIDEAWAREATTUNEDASSUREDACCEPTEDALIGNEDAFFECTIONALWAYS Alongside the ones who steady usAware of the truths they carryAttuned to laughter shared freelyAssured that storms can be… READ MORE
ASTRIDEARMEDAHEADALERTABROADASCENDINGALIVEAT LAST Astride the path that calls usArmed with nothing but courageAhead lies the unknown horizonAlert to every shifting windAbroad… 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.