Tag Archives: Indra’s net

An alcoholic ex-mugger told me to mind my bag…

Stories from the gutter The loitering drunk, Like rats creeping through the gutters of London, Wiley nocturnal beings, They wobble along the pavements, Can-wilding, Confused, Grinning, With no real destination, Like Shakespearean players, Trapped in a desperate situation? In their … Continue reading

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A Year of Blogging!!!

Hey folks! This week Saturday will mark a year of ‘Looking At Raindrops’ and as a result of this I’ve decided to write a series of short poems/modern haiku in order to mark the occasion. The poems make up an … Continue reading

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People watching on the train

We all do. We sit down whilst waiting for our bus or train and watch others. As a writer I probably do this to an extent which is slightly unhealthy. I watch their gestures, the way they wrinkle their eyes … Continue reading

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Crying Syrians, the clumsy barista and the man in black

On the weekend just passed I witnessed three things. I witnessed tragic news footage from Syria, I witnessed a nervous barista in my local coffee shop drop a tray full of cups and saucers and a sad-looking, slim man draped in a … Continue reading

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