Tag: Werewolves of London
THE FINAL STAGE – Adrian Rawlins review of what he called “My lost masterpiece”.
It started out like a normal day for the man of the house. He had breakfast with his wife. She was no warmer or...
WEEKENDS & HOBBIES & ROAST DINNERS
I was asked a few questions recently by a new friend that really had me thinking. Scrambling for answers actually, and aware of the...
THE POWER OF IDIOTS
I sit in this room, this crumbling room I grew to love, cluttered by the mementoes of a crumbled life. Framed photographs of friends,...
THE DEAD AND THE DYING
The heavy decrepit bodies of the great and not so, mingled with their offsprings, children too young to realise that this too would be...
I FOUGHT A WAR FOR YOU
The trumpets that break the dawn
A fanfare to the dying and unborn
Passion replaced by duty
Love replaced by fear
And the ticking of the clock
Says “Young...
THAT’S HOW IT ENDS
She died in my arms
Not a word was said
In silence we rose
And got out of our bed
Her eyes would flash
I knew them too well
Every...