

First Draft Human life so fragile,arriving abruptly at birth,equal stature for all newborn,yet time reshapes our worth. The body of… READ MORE
Among the fields where poppies swayedBeyond the guns and smoke,The soldiers rested wearily,Their silence barely broke. Boots lay scattered on… READ MORE
She watched the soldiers disappearBeyond the smoke and rain,Their shadows fading through the mistAcross the shattered plain. No trumpet sang,… READ MORE
I walk the path with yesterdayIts lessons carved within my soul,The stumbles, falls, the price I paid,Shaped me, and made… READ MORE
Waves roll restless on the midnight shore,Tides whisper secrets of forevermore.Silver moonlight paints the drifting sea,Calling old memories back to… READ MORE
Fish Suppers, Ferry Crossings & Summer Smiles Road trips never needed distance far,Just open skies and our faithful car.A simple… READ MORE
A Garden Full of Us Some photographs hold more than faces. They hold warmth, voices, laughter, and the quiet presence… READ MORE
The Truth and the Lie meet one day. The Lie says to the Truth, “It’s a marvellous day today!” The… READ MORE
The Naked Truth and the Lie The Truth and the Lie meet one day. The Lie says to the Truth,… READ MORE
Where Opposites Become One A Poetic Ode to Friendship Amidst Contrasts In the journey paved by fate’s design,Two souls emerged,… 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.