Every year invents its own importance; inflates its credentials, and over-toasts its claim to ‘best of’ status. In a glance it’s gone: hot air and a bag full of boasts! Last year, as with others […]
… a sonneteer's journey (Tim Grace)
Tag: sonnets
Thoughts Condensed
… used to write observational ditties. Sunrise anecdotes, as they rose to view. High-rise moments that could tickle and tease. Bric-a-brac messages from me to you. Kept them in a folder, tattered and torn: My […]
Rooms To Let
Their grip on life was tenuous at best; they faced disease, disaster, distortions of human spirit. They’re laid to rest in shallow graves – in short-cut proportions. They were denied the surety of time, that […]
Just a poet
Do not give that poet licence to print. Trust him with nothing more than a bent quill. Give him no room to manoeuvre, no hint of suggestion; no modicum of thrill; nothing to spill upon […]
In His Likeness
Made in his likeness. More true than correct. A permanent resemblance, confirming his rigidity. In every respect a replica; and in that sense, a thing to be admired. As would justify impressive compliment: so highly […]
Life’s Narrative
Do we discover purpose, or is that a given; that through life, we must fulfil? To what extent are we determined, at what point do we grip that moment still? Is life just another conversation, […]
