As those of you who have followed my poems know, I often write because of something in my life stirring me to comment. Quite a number of years ago my life long friend married for a second time. Both he and his lady had grown children and I chided him...

Many years ago I used to attend meetings of poets. At one such meeting I heard a Russian called Yuri tell a story. He insisted the lights be turned out and he then lit a candle. He really created a mood and then told his tale. It struck me that so...

I am sometimes disappointed at the way we set up barriers to prevent us reaching our true potential. We lose courage and daring as life buffets us about, never realizing that it’s the struggle that is the essence of life. We should celebrate our...

One time in my life some people took me for gay. I was divorced, had no lady in my life, yet seemed happy and sociable. In fact it was a period where I had resigned myself to being alone. I try to help people anywhere I go and sometimes this has been...

This poem was written as a wish for how life could, or should be. I am happy with many aspects of my life, but it still rankles at the waste of life I see all around me. The loss of love, the spirit of co-operation and charity that should abound,...