After the third slave uprising of Rome a hundred thousand men lay dead on the battlefield another six thousand slaves were crucified along the appian way and left for months to rot as carrion for the crows also they were a lesson for anyone els
Being at sea aboard huge luxury vessels is very glamorous and as a skipper come captain it is so easy to be wined and dined each evening by billionaires with the finest foods and drink the only drawback is that you steadily become an old soak,
It's about time the human realised that a tree is flesh and blood not just timber or a price of wood , these beautiful living entities give us shelter shade and our lifesaving breath ,without them we are condemning our selves to a curtain deat
A poem for the king of rock and roll he was born into extreme poverty raised in a shotgun shack but managed not only to break out of that but also to attack the apartheid of America he was one of the first to start singing the black man's blues
A musing for Lily's tenth birthday with leather jacket to match my own design of cause - mother not too keen I have a sneeking suspicion she'd like one too . By ten years of age kids of today are silicone valley sage a decade old an they're rea
The Oxfam shop or "The dead man's drop" is an essential part of our high street culture we all of us at some stage find ourselves sifting through their silt as if stroking and smelling the scents and spirits of our past relatives like some lost
A short story about a chalk and cheese Husband and wife with very opposing opinions on the arrival of some neo hippie neighbours with their green machine.
A short story I wrote about doing a favour for a friend which then turned into a terrifying experience of trying to get back to some semblance of civilization .
Krystyana Skarbek was a polish beauty queen a countess and the longest serving spy in Churchill's SOE with life expectancy of six weeks she lasted seven years fighting against Nazi tyranny only to be betrayed by her own trusted powers that
My words may seem cruel that's because they are the comments collected from our café clientele who share space with these very disabled individuals , By the grace of good fortune there walk we .
These old sentinels guard over us in our early years like grandfather clocks their old hearts pendulum the rhythm of life into our ears a blood metronome beat sounding to the timpani of our tiny feet. #Poesía#Poésie#Poësie#الشعر#কবিতা#Poeziju
The macabre story about a great grandmother , who's ashes were made into a bone china plate by her broken hearted lover , the practice of using powdered human bone in pottery still continues to this day with artists such as Crow and Kraft who c
Listening to these waffling old windbags wheezing about saving our world , who quaff down wine squandering ten pounds a glass and then dare to set the price of carbon at three pounds a ton and this to save your granddaughter or grandson ?.
Walking into a very expensive veggie vegan boutique i listened to the sermon of the spiritual salesman , it felt as if you we're about to sign papers of adoption , the high priest of a Celtic druid worshipped his wild woodland produce I got the
Thinking back to my parents divorce how the lovers fate can change from the opening of Eden's gate that beautiful land of milk and money only then to quickly turn into a scorched hearth of hate .
When you're a teenager there's always one out of your crew who takes too much powder and drinks too much brew we use to call him the Glastonbury gladiator , funny but with them having so much testosterone and adrenaline they also make brilliant
Our green karma Queen casts her svelt shadows over the obstinate boulder brained beast lighting her alternative pathway towards a spiritual sentient sanctuary.
With courage commitment and Calvary these extraordinary women changed the course of history challenging the might of an empire that stretched across the third of the globe they issued a declaration of war and did something that had never been d
A musing about the catastrophic cosmetic surgery the surgeons hang Picasso paintings onto the walls of their Hollywood halls and also seem to be reproducing them into the flesh .
Some people have nerves of real titanium steel fear to them well it never comes near , where hells angels fear to tread these chaps run in on a code red . Looking over the shoulder of a passenger come CoPilot I noticed we were doing 112 miles p
A deadly sin the jade eyed jackal our secret schadenfreude that sleeps within waiting to show it's self like a fat cuckoo , kill the beast before it devours your Love .
HANGOVERYour whale song dream turns out to be the huge squealing brake drums of a distant dust truck it's sound being distorted by gusting wind ginnel and gantry ; thrown dustbin lids cymbal as hi-hats onto the sobriety of your monday morning's