Frozen solid shrew,
Winter gift on stone cold steps.
The murderer abounds.
Too cold to go out,
Black dahl, blue cheese, tomatoes:
A strange lunch today.
Frozen solid shrew,
Winter gift on stone cold steps.
The murderer abounds.
Too cold to go out,
Black dahl, blue cheese, tomatoes:
A strange lunch today.
Poetry
Lions can wear glasses too
From Ideation to Poemification
My fight against cancer
Good Stories, Good Friends, Good Coffee
READER - WRITER - CURATED RESOURCES - & MORE
Life as I see it....
confessions are self-serving
caffeine, music & twisted german biscuits
Enjoying the best things in life in Ireland and beyond
Pull Up a Chair
musings of a millennial expat
How did I get here...
A thousand thousand stories