Down the Pan

On a crystal cold December night Moonbright with ice in the air The doctor’s car pulled up outside Bringing modern medical care Ascending hard stairs in the bright lit lobby He quickly finds your door Which waiting behind in your jim-jams you open Bring a smile, and cold air through your door “We better goContinue reading “Down the Pan”

We Don’t Have Wind Like This

We don’t have wind like this  Here in the shire But right now the world is screaming Squirming on its axis I am here, it shouts  However much you fuck me A deafening rush The trees could crush me If the battling branches break And fell me The low clouds lumbar on Indifferent, closing downContinue reading “We Don’t Have Wind Like This”