I have been given good cause, on more than one occasion, to question the actions of social workers. Do they really, I wonder, always have a child’s best interests at heart? THE RAID Lark tries to sing above a din of human voices! Homes in on a...

Every now and then I suspect most of us wonder whatever happened to people we have known, especially those we have loved… This poem is, yes, another villanelle. WHERE NOW? Where do you go after sunset? How do you greet the dawn since last we...

Bullying has always been a problem in schools and also at work. Sadly, few schools and even fewer workplaces are willing to accept that it happens on their patch or do much, if anything, about it. It is an even worse problem these days as bullying...

We often here people talking about waiting until the time is right before they do this or that, suggesting, too, that we should do the same. Is there ever a right time, I wonder? Isn’t it perhaps better to go for the NOW than chance our luck in a...

One of (many) criticms regarding my poetry is that I am often inclined to write 'whimsical' poems. It is an accusation I accept wholeheartedly and for which I make no apology. As a child, I loved reading fables, legends and fairytales. Out of all...