When I was young, I loved athletics, as it didn’t involve throwing or catching a ball, or a whole team of other people. While sprinting, I was in the zone, on my own, with the finish in sight. Long jump was another event I enjoyed and was good at, and swimming. I can no longer […]
Tag: Paris
Paris 13th November 2015 – a haiku poem
Paris 13th November 2015 The City of Light Beautiful all the year round Not just in springtime ~ Collect your silver Tears of sorrow and despair And bury your dead ~ Stay strong survivors Revolutionaries and Resistance fighters ~ You will not crumble Nor will your streets and buildings The City of Light ~ Image […]
writing in north norfolk 