Honestly, how could I know
That wine is not to be sold
During the weekend curfew?
Damn, I could totally do
with a bottle or a few…
All articles filed in Poetry
The rules on hugging
Rules, regulations, restrictions…
Can’t keep up? Read on for greater clarity on the latest rules on hugging.
Reflections on Turkish breakfast + poem
Do you know how big breakfast is in Turkey? A strange breakfast situation analysed and poeticised. It was tasty, and pink, and ripe. But that day, it was hidden on a kitchen counter, almost out of sight…
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Future antiquity
Considering antiquity and future.; a poem.
The marble dignitaries in creased robes nod at us with knowing eyes. ‘Weren’t we so lucky to have lived in times with no Wi-Fi!’…
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Indecision
This poem is a summary of sorts of the anguish caused by a desire to change my life completely.
And it is also inspired by the UK shipping forecast.
Grey skies,
red brick…
Fog
I’m stuck on a ferry,
staring at the fog.
It does feel kind of eerie…
I thought I was a little less imperfect
I thought I was a little less imperfect.
My imperfection took me by surprise….
The long, drawn-out goodbye
It had seemed impossibly remote – an eternity, or maybe two, away. But I felt it all along…
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Life in Istanbul
Another day, another cement mixer. Why Istanbul is amazing, despite the concrete…
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I don’t want to beg for love
A poem about unrequitted love.
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Purple Travel Path 