Giant

A poem about the mighty Giant.

St Patrick

Taken by pirates when he was young, All over earth his name is sung, St Patrick, St Patrick, 17th of March, Left in a land of potato starch. The good old Saint Patrick. The fields of green, He kept them clean. He liked his booze, always drank mead, But one day, he found himself freed. […]

Painting: Self Portrait

Brush strokes, The painters path, A calming pursuit, Eases wrath, Even the unskilled, As young as children, Find new excitement, Time is filled, The path I walk it, Tiptoeing along, Practicing new things, For an hour I’ll sit. I recently decided to take up painting as a new hobby. It’s good because it can be […]

HUSH. LITTLE BABY…

Here’s a few screenshots that create a poem that I found on the game Layers Of Fear. This is interesting as it shows the charm in games, that extra bit of thought and skill that goes into the industry. There are many people with many talents in this world and often we can’t match our […]

Worlds Collide

Spooks and Spectres of the night, Give you such an eerie fright, Midnight stalking evil ghouls, Spill the blood of costumed fools, Bats and broomsticks in the sky, The Banshees scream from way up high, Zombies and Skeletons shamble by, Filthy bloodsuckers with their animal cry, Things will change around here today, The children play […]