Writing

The Dotted Line
Walking down the street in central London a cyclist passed…
Just enough
Just enough to get by… that’s what things feel like…
Addiction?
Seen, in a London pub on a Sunday afternoon. Dad…
Homeless
There are many homeless in London, I don’t know any…
Inspiration
InspirationWhere does it come from, how does it come in…
a Walk on the Beach
Expanding sea and skies,expanding far, as my imagination. Waves breaking…
Out Of Order
Ever worry?That the world,might know something,you don’t? When there’s hiddenmessages…
The rules
The RulesMind the gapBetween the trainAnd the platformEyes downLook at…
Be present
This quote really stuck with me, I think we can…
Suddenly A Fox
Small gardens and terraced houses. walking along a quiet street.…
Under the bridge
Under the bridgeA ray of sunshinefalling on two pigeonsfighting over…
Falling leaves
Falling leavesIs it realistic,to hope to catchat least one falling…
What’s a story?
What’s a story A collection of words. A collection of…
Time of year
Waiting for the bus, seeing trees turning red and yellow.…
Bench
Low fences, short grass, a path. High trees and fallen…
The commute
On the road, on the bus, on the way to…

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