My Aunty Pat came over with a magazine where she suggested I publish my poems here in Malta.
It was pouring with rain though she still came and gave ..
You could appreciate, but never wholly understand. No matter how small the village you live in is, you can always step into the car and drive till you..
This has obviously been inspired by an old coldplay song. Which in turn was inspired by the telephone directory, Yellow pages. So......
This poem has..