How are you doing?
Remember the days of the ol' school yard?
Youth... Wasted on the young. So they say.
A little ditty for you...
Adulthood, Hear Me Roar
Sixties Dreamers
Seventies Creamers
Eighties Believers
Nineties Demeanours
Naughties Achievers
Teens Deceivers
Driven by ideas
Sown by others
Until ‘it’s our turn now’
Is the phrase of the day.
It’s as much a celebration of youth
A marking out of adult territory
Than anything else
The only legitimate gripes
Soon swallowed
In the quagmire
That is the actuality
Of Adult Life.
Nothing more to be said
Just stand back
And wait for the fresh paint
On a rotating placard.
My Books
A homeless teenager in Rome meets a Syrian girl
Mediations on relationships
An eclectic mix of short stories from comedy to tragedy.
Debut Poetry Collection - Bites of life, accessible for anyone to enjoy
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