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On breaking out from his atheist shell he challenged God I want a new car. He prayed and prayed I want a new car. Eventually, he realised the..

Thanks to the Christian religion we have been reawarded with colourful profanities to the like of - Bloody Hell! For Heaven’s sake? Oh my..

Where would we be without writers that fill the void, the space that surrounds us, the cultivators of thought? Where would we be without the ..

Where dots became in their growth lines of expansion so did lines become circles that shrunk with time to dots. From the line I followed that..

In the space of time for all seasons allocated during the autumn fall thoughts are swept by the four winds of change only to hibernate in the m..

The days are long the years are short and I’m still here. How the inner vision flickers going down memory lane where my shadow broods.

I bumped into God the other day We had a lovely chat about all things living as we strolled around the Garden of Eden as he called it. However, ..

I wrestled with a thought and lost I was no match for a boxer but little be known another thought came along and gave that boxer a lesson - th..

They say you learn from your mistakes so make more mistakes.

While the imagery of the poem seemed fully clothed the critics stripped back the meaning leaving* the title naked.