A tale of dreams.

Ever see the picture of the dogs and wonder what was going on?

There is no telling that tea and talk invariably go together – so hold your cups and let’s talk.

A letter I made for homework. My teacher said it was the best one in the class.

Remembering saturday morning breakfast when I was a teen.

A wacky poem I wrote about an oppositely weird place.

Oh how I loathe the old biscuity crumb.

Gardeners nightmare.

Metaphorical poem relating to writing poetry and the compulsion to write.

A camp cook fights his way to fame and glory with his baked beans.