Hellhounds

A poem about the savage monsters in our minds.

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 […]