Old Memoirs Revisited

The following are posts from my old blog. These are nothing more than the odd scribbles and notes written during the years that I struggled to complete my first novel. Sit under a green tree. Watch a sluggish stream flow by. Caress wildflowers blossoming […]

In Memory of my Father

28.12.2011 Silence is still the scimitarThat carves moons out of our souls,While we languish eternally in memoriesOf roseate waves and yellow butterflies on the wing.We wait for life to promenade in hallowed calmAnd your footfalls to grace our wood smoked hearts,Someday is still far […]