Bard at Bay

I've can't remember which year I launched Bard at Bay but, according to the stats, I've posted just short of 1,000 poems or sho...

As the bloody ripples from conflict in the Middle East travel outward into all our lives, the media images grow more heartbreaking by the ho...

This is an almost-sonnet, true enough to the form until the final couplet where, having fallen in love with the image of a child sleeping am...

I daresay it's prudent to add a disclaimer to this sonnet, so I will. It's not autobiographical. And I don't dance.  THE DANCE  ...

Just back from a 3-week road trip in England, with brief forays into both Scotland and Wales, I find myself questioning the concept of home,...

Fall means Autumn in American-English, it also relates to loss of innocence, as in the Biblical Fall, when Adam and Eve were cast out of Ede...

The loneliness of old age, a feeling of life having slipped by unnoticed, the awareness that little time remains: these things preoccupy me ...