The Dotted Line
Walking down the street in central London a cyclist passed me by. He was obviously on a call. As he passed I could just make out one sentence…
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Just enough
Just enough to get by… that’s what things feel like right now. Let’s all make sure the train passes quickly! They laid tracks on ground just smooth enough…
Addiction?
Seen, in a London pub on a Sunday afternoon. Dad having a roast dinner with his kid, together at the table, enjoying food. Chatting, talking, spending time together.…
The occasional smile
The occasional smileA warm wind rushing by,a rumble, a roar, metal shrieking.A sparkle in the eyes,mouth curves slightly.A hint of white teeth show,lips glisten in the light,someone smiles…
Homeless
There are many homeless in London, I don’t know any of the stats and figures, but I can tell you what I see, every day on my walk…
Inspiration
InspirationWhere does it come from, how does it come in to view? Where to find it? Can I force it? Or do I have to wait, wait for…
a Walk on the Beach
Expanding sea and skies,expanding far, as my imagination. Waves breaking on the beach,water, moving shells and tiny particles of sand. North, east, south, and west, my mind stretches,…
Out Of Order
Ever worry?That the world,might know something,you don’t? When there’s hiddenmessages around.Quiet warningsto be careful. Hints that tell you,Help is coming, Leave the lift!Out of order, Don’t go out…
The rules
The RulesMind the gapBetween the trainAnd the platformEyes downLook at the screenHeadphones inDon’t talk to anyoneMind the gapBetween the trainAnd the platformTightly packedIn the middle of a crowdNo…
Role reversal at the bookstore
Role reversal at the bookstoreA young girlbrowsing the shelvesfor the best books,whilst her motheris distractedswiping through photos and videoson Instagramobliviousof the wealth of knowledgesurrounding her.
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