Poetry about love, sort of.

A short and simple ‘observation on life’ poem: Unrequited love To feed an unrequited love Is to be a moon orbiting a planet You are held at a safe distance Suspended by the unseen force of gravity It is economical but you don’t really go anywhere Literally and figuratively.

The road less travelled

It’s been a couple of days since my last post. I have been busy around the house etc. Even in a Level 3 Lockdown there’s plenty on the ‘to do’ list. I am not a huge fan of country (or western) music, I think having grown up in a rural area I filled my lifetimeContinue reading “The road less travelled”

Secret loves

According to mafia/crime boss movies, it’s a natural part of married life to have a mistress. She the exciting one who makes you feel alive, your wife is the paragon of virtue and loving mother to the next generation, who perhaps doesn’t understand the real you. I have a mistress, and this is the poemContinue reading “Secret loves”