But on my own,
the crowds — all the crowds —
they just leave me feeling alone.
Tag: the boy behind the glasses
A Long Lost Bed – Thursday 11th September 2025 (Aged 50)
The constant noise,
a buzz, a hum,
I am sure that we all have one.
Empire Children – Written September 2025 (Aged 50)
In the late Victorian era –
and in the early part of the 20th century
they built schools,
and they had wooden desks
How I Fell Down On The Home Straight -Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)
but I lower my eyes to half-mast,
and I realise I am the captain of my ship
it is me who needs to take charge,
and resolve these relationships anchored in my past.
Psychiatric Hospital – Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)
I look around at all these other people,
and they are in similar boats,
but I notice their smile
and how they create an aura of plain sailing
Unsaid – Written Tuesday 21st October 2025 (aged 50)
We hang onto a world
that is choked by its own papal smoke.”
The Weight of Ignorance – Written September 2025 (Aged 50)
The weight of ignorance
will cause them to drown.
IF It Ever Existed – Written September 2025
truth,
if it ever existed,
It looks like it never stayed
Magpie – Written Friday 29th August 2025 (Aged 50)
Magpie feelings,
lost in your own space
August Wears Its Coat – Written Thursday 28th August 2025 (Aged 50)
But I saw sunshine today,
and I did.
I saw the sunshine.
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 