A wrongly convicted man and his plight in prison awaiting his death…

Thoughts of the outside world and those left behind, while serving time in prison. A promise to yourself, after leaving those walls, and promises to those little babies waiting on the outside.

Dedicated to my son, Randy. He’s behind those walls now, but, he’s in my heart always. I Love You Randy.

This is the complete snitch hater gangsta rap. I am the best writer in the world.

It humans were meant to be alone, they would not have the memory to miss others or the ability to form relationships.

Describes Old Newgate Prison in East Granby, Connecticut, and a ghostly encounter in the depths of the old mine that was where the prisoners were kept.

Battery Hen more like battery hell has hens under an unacceptable condition.

Whether we realise it when it happens, years later, or not in this life-time, everyone, at some point in their lives, is caught. Caught within the constraints of “acceptable” art, caught between obligations and decisions, caught by the reliance of comfort or love. This poem reminds us: Don’t settle, strive.

Mr Everyman breaks free of his wife for a quick one-sided chat with a passerby.
Just don’t tell the missus!

Thoughts from a prison cell.

A poem describing a scene from prison.