A Forgotten Past Trilogy 27.08.2022.

Ready for parade me and my younger brother James (Church Lad’s Brigade) This poem recalls a carnival day way back in the early 1960’s I feel the sticky tarmac pull me back in time To those forgotten moments Within a youth that’s mine Dressed in Chafing...

The Hanging Garden Of Babylon P.O.M. August 27.08.2022.

I stopped on the road to Babylon To catch up with my breath And sit beside the Euphrates To wash my feet and rest My search was almost over For there not far away Lay a thing of total wonder The Gods had built one day A garden of such beauty It rose up to the sky...