Precious Pebbles
Pebbles fascinate me, and spotting special types along the shore is a favourite pastime. So one day at the beach, it was no surprise that I started jotting down a poem about them. Precious Pebbles...
Peeping Through the Window
Have you ever had the feeling someone is watching you from outside? Well, this happened constantly in a secluded cottage I rented years ago. Tapping on the window, shadows moving across the glass, and then...
Winter Walk In The French Alps
Written after a family holiday a few years ago, this poem is about an enchanting and scenic walking route around the winter sports resort of La Clusaz, Manigod. ‘Pine cones glisten on trees, at their...
Gem Of Cornwall
A short poem about St Germans that was published on a well-known building society’s website a few years ago. ‘The River Tiddy runs through it and spanned by a viaduct, where the Sailing Club lives...
Dance Of The Dragonfly
Inspired from a creative writing course prompt, this was the first poem I had written in years, and is about the lifecycle of a fascinating insect. ‘A legacy from prehistoric times, beautiful and brightly coloured.’...