Poem: Winter

  Cheeks flushed crimson, Embers crackle, As the smoke billows beyond the seams of the Oak smoked door.   A faint glow from within the forest, The little cottage. Offering temporary relief, From a permanent frost.   Brave the wind, the rain and the snow. A feat too difficult for now. Yet a necessity forContinue reading “Poem: Winter”

Dido In Concert 2019

Is it bad that I only know two of her songs? That’s right she’s a singer not a prehistoric bird (Dodo). Although at the age of 47 years old, I wonder is her voice as strong as it use to be? Not being ageist but if Sir Paul McCartney’s croaking at the London 2012 olympicsContinue reading “Dido In Concert 2019”