Mirror mirror on the wallStaring at me through the scrawlI know you see, I know you hearThe sick feeling is drawing near.I close my eyes, I can still ..
I struggled to come up with a title for this one but after I thought about what I had written, the contradiction that comes through when you really th..
I wrote this when I was still at school and we were studying 'Of Mice and Men'. We were tasked with the assignment to create a poem that would reflect..
A reflection of the contradiction and confusion that we face in our every day lives and how modern lives have changed in the eyes of religion over tim..
This is written through the eyes of an elderly war veteran as he visits Omaha Beach for the first time since the war. Published in my book under the n..