The musings of a melancholic man.
Poems, stories and anecdotes to make sense of the world.
Cherry blossoms an explosion of colour mark the transition of seasonal change. - Much has been created, inspired by the blossoms
By Alexander Stoddartabout 3 hours ago in Poets
Paint drying - people watching - day dreaming - tip tapping - A subtle glance beyond the window, in the big blue
By Alexander Stoddartabout 12 hours ago in Poets
Inspiration can be a double edged sword, a comforting companion to an absent acquaintance. - It can be a tidal wave of promising passion,
By Alexander Stoddart2 months ago in Poets
Walking through cobbled streets no aims, no goals Wonderful aimlessness. - Stopped cold an inviting presence a rumble to remind.
By Alexander Stoddart4 months ago in Poets
Moving through unknown places areas confounded, yet the roving eye discerns unfamiliar familiarities. - Brickwork a callback
Serenity falling.... - Fluffy - Freezing - Graceful - Bracing
By Alexander Stoddart5 months ago in Poets
Asphalt is a grey stain vital for movement, yet a blemish on the soul natures beauty, now flat and grey. - Lain great swathes
An assortment of lines scrawled on sheets of white, a jumble of meaning quietly shines. - To some merely scribbles swirling eddies,
Daylight savings a signal of impending doom, the war of attrition finally dimming the stubborn sun. - It's hard not to feel
Beaks are trilling filling the crisp autumn air, a cacophony of calls shuffling songs of joy. - The Gulls squawk spiritedly
Love does no wrong in the spreading of which, the cost is nothing so why O why does it feel so rare. - The love of which I speak
Blustery winds, buffeting and blowing, stinging eyes with frigid air, a taste of nature's strength. - A taste evokes feeling
