Poetry Collection

Kindred Souls Oh Son Of Serendipity With Your Crafting Eye And Gifted Hand You Do…

Not a single grey hair upon his head -  that’s the Prime Minister. Not a…

Doooo You Too Get Annoyed With Listening To The Same Old Set You Know, The…

Dust-To-Dust, Coal- To- Coal, Dust-To-Dust, And Back- To- Coal, Again White Tin Hat, Whites Of…