“Human Condition“, Thom Gunn
“The street lamps, visible,
Drop no light on the ground,
But press beams painfully
In a yard of fog around.
I am condemned to be
An individual.”
Travel Stories and Other Adventures
exploring expressing creating
notes from the shed
Enlightenment Through Photography
Adventures in the United Arab Emirates & Beyond
Exploring how we can live our lives with purpose and joy.
Creative U
Stella
on a Tamaki Hiroshi high
Poetry...in Motion
An Old Plumber, An Ex-Carer, An Amateur Poet, Words From The Heart
Ideas and musings from a middle-aged 20 something
the poetry of mia wright
Poetry
Featuring the work of Lori Milos-Ivanski
Handcrafted Soap, Bee Keeping, Farming and More
