by Dave | Dec 28, 2024 | Uncategorized |
His helper’s smell and skin, he dreads He hugs tulips, kisses the reds Searches flowers where he can breathe His soul is bleeding, a special need. His silhouette’s edgy on sandy bed. His thoughts are stuck inside his head His pet flowers, jumbled reflections His peers... by Dave | Dec 28, 2024 | Uncategorized |
In the year of the pandemic, we came together. Upon those cold, post-Hogmanay weeks, as tales of a virulent virus spreading from the East began to trickle through the news, we tended your horses and went for walks on frozen January days. We shivered, hand in hand, on... by Dave | Dec 28, 2024 | Uncategorized |
ARTLINE, May 2026 “I felt myself offered another worthwhile life,” says Turner Prize winner Kate Hoylake Total collapse and months of blindness changed Kate Hoylake from a party girl into a socially aware artist. In conversation with art critic J D Lesny.... by Dave | Sep 28, 2024 | Uncategorized |
A glance over my shoulder, A blurred image appears Of the angry maid when I told her With pouting lips and tears, That my pushbike was took once more By brothers just to tease, And because my legs were far too slow, They vanished behind the trees. Then the nurse,... by Dave | Sep 28, 2024 | Uncategorized |
I cried all night. I’ve known Samesh from next door my whole life. Born on the same day in the same hospital and best friends for years before we fell in love. My family adore him, and his love me. So, the shock when Dad said ‘No’ was like an elephant stampede... 
