Poetry – Plastic Assumptions
Please do not wrap me in plastic assumptions, nor diminish me to gutter headlines. My life cannot be prescribed
Music, art, poetry and mental health – A journal
Please do not wrap me in plastic assumptions, nor diminish me to gutter headlines. My life cannot be prescribed
I feel something Something distant, like voices muffled behind a wall; An unhatched egg; A mosquito buzzing; An echo inside
08 April 2023 Thoughts are not velvet, insomnia is hell, colours corrupt into shadows of pigment placed on a canvas
30 May 2008 If I had them I would bang together dustbin lids in frantic defiance of 1am and The
Chapel Bridge. It faces East. I have sat there, watching The subtle Soul of ancient landscapes – history etched into