Last day in Venice 16th Oct 2018 A little lunch before I leave ... Oh, how did that get there ... The mid-day bells strike again, I heard...

Thoughts on my singles holiday to Corfu for my birthday October 2019. Dear Bev Having a nice time, here in Corfu Last year was Venice and...

Written during a 'moment' of grief after the passing of Bev. When darkness closes all around,   and lonely emptiness is found, It seems...

When you're overwhelmed, losing all you know, He can work with broken hearts, He won’t let go, Your crown's made out of gold, your...

By your grace and not my own, Your gifts we have from you alone. You made us in your image Lord, Your beauty here to be adored. And from...

I lost Yvette my second wife to Breast cancer in June 2024. I wrote this song when we first met again in 2020. I had a dream of kissing...

We know nothing more than this life until you rescue us and set us free. Then our eyes are opened, and we realise, the God who made us,...

Having just got back from four weeks in the USA visiting my daughter, I think back to the last day there, sitting outside on a beautiful...

The sternocleidomastoid is a wonderful affair. If you don't know your biology, you wouldn't know it's there.   Without its fine anatomy...

Sunday lunch with ice and a slice.  Bombay in Italy, how very nice.  Sat in the sun and the blue sky above, Pampered in Venice, what's...

I lost Bev to Pancreatic Cancer in Oct 2015 and wrote this song in memory of her. Such sorrow I have never known.  I miss you so much. I...

A poem to describe what comes to mind when you say the word ... Well . Wheee splosh , whoa, that was deep. Couldn't see the bottom, but I...

This poem was inspired during a poetry session looking at the Rembrandt Prodigal Son picture. I'm back...  dad. Too far away I went,  my...