Marshy mind and bracken frowned, hiding under eider down. A year of fear spun round and round, till driven in the ground. Hollow heart of dripping ice, long gone days of paradise, Just a break would be

More and more, I learn the madness, we men possess intern, Secret, guilty master waiter? Apologise to your sperm! Implications of a mind, humbled by a worm, Try to wriggle out the answers, make the little

Dawn of the morning star Yearning long for sweet discourse of kindred heart to find, Cast adrift, alone at sea, navigating shrouds of fog. Frustrated by the battle tide, with barnacle and rust, Bursts

MyPictureDay #15 Contest Winners Thank you to everyone who participated in the fifteenth MyPictureDay photography challenge. You gave me a really hard time picking the winners. Seriously, this time it

Alone in hospital, late one night, tending to my sister’s plight, on my way, to where I’ll spend the night, I hop into the lift. I pressed button three so wearily, de-ja-vu times infinity, this time, something

I know an old guy called Pip, The postman makes him growl, howl and spit. His hair’s glowing white and he loves a good fight, In the park, where he likes to keep fit. My mum says, that he’s not hygienic,

Hello everyone, I’m Jim, or you can call me Blueblim. I have just started home-schooling my daughter. I am entering a new page in my life and it looks like you Steemians are going to be a big part of it.