|It was a dark and stormy night in 1959 and, as the siren of the Austin Motor Works heralded the release of the nightshift from their labours, a child was born into the world who was destined for literary greatness.
Whoever he was I wish him well.
Nurturing the Love that Resides Within, Celebrating the Archetypal Feminine
You're never too old to start again
Writing to know what I think.
A place to spill your thoughts through words.
Life, love and alienation along the way...
Drawing a line through 50
Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
Health • Inspiration • Life
Contemplations From A Black Star Citizen.
Raku pottery, vases, and gifts
Put some old pseudo motivational bollocks here
'Wherever you go, go with all your heart' Confucius