Author Archives: bill

Always smiling from a kind, round, cheeky face Surmounted by wavy hair, Eyes alive with laughter and intelligence – Such was Cristina Mills. She walked with a jaunty swirl That showed a love of life, While you scarcely noticed The … Continue reading →

Too late, too late – Yesterday has come and gone And every aspiration that there ever was Continues as before, identified and un-achieved. There are those who, unaware, Press on in their muted ways Oblivious, complacent, un-agrieved, Pushing through a … Continue reading →

The quest is never really over, is it? He thought, watching her one day One always goes on adding a bit here or removing a bit there To re-assess your feeling – A constantly shifting view Based on…………on what? Mutual … Continue reading →

You try too hard to reach the sublime pitch But life, you know, is not like that at all, The worst is aiming to avoid the ditch, The best is that which happens to us all. While shadows crowd around … Continue reading →

Let them go Drifting away into the receptive air, Let what there is to do or give What there is to show or have, All the thoughts and skills and talents, Whether inherited or learned, And those borrowed or possessed … Continue reading →

I ask a hand in my hand when I go, Palm in palm, a loved one to ease times slow Going through. Churning life’s values about Knowing the hour has come and full of doubt, The ebbing force gives back … Continue reading →

She is so muddled about relationships with strangers, So firm in what she thinks is right Yet yields when this prevents disharmony, Gaining many a field by seeming flight. She is ever alert to the impositions of others – Can … Continue reading →

One dark and amorous night Your Mr Right might cease to fight And you’ll be looking for a ring With him, Miss Thing. One dull and drizzly day You’ll have too much to say And he’ll look the other way, … Continue reading →

With rising heat And moral compass jammed Society directs our feet Towards the marching damned. The devil’s band With jaunty drum and fife Offers the cash in hand – To catch a falling knife. Know where you stand, Use mind … Continue reading →

Things are not always as I thought they were – but they were. The way did not always go where I thought it would go – but it was there. The faces I expected did not always fit the frame … Continue reading →