At Menin Gate

I don't consider myself a poet, but I wrote this very short piece of verse back in 2006 after experiencing the daily 'silence' at the Menin Gate in Ypres.

France 2009: Day 10

A long time ago, before my daughter was born, we decided to to take our campervan for a pootle around France. I kept a rough journal of our trip and have only recently started fleshing it out. This is day 10...

Now that it’s done

Christmas crept up slowly, but then rather exploded in our house. Like a sparkler it seemed to take a whole lot of effort and time to get lit, although the anticipation and the first sacred sparks were bliss.