I felt the need to pen this subsequent to daily reports of the terrible migrant atrocities which continue to happen as a result of the unsettled nations in North Afria. European nations have no cohesive solution to deal correctly with the influx of people. Their plight ignored daily. Countries such as Greece & Turkey are experiencing first hand the social impact as they struggle to cope. The powers seem at odds to deal with it all. Where is the humanitarian effort to correct the sins created by the powers that be?

Felt compelled to put pen to paper after hearing of the Sad death of rugby legend Jonah Lomu. One of my favourite players.
A brave man who suffered from a rare kidney disease which ultimately cut his life short.
His rugby prowess forever etched in the memory of anyone who witnessed him bursting onto the world stage as the youngest ever All Black player during the 1994 rugby World Cup.

Rest in peace human bulldozer thanks for the memories!

Broken hearted and deeply affected by pictures I saw in the news depicting the lifeless body of a little boy no older than three who was photographed washed up on the shore line of Turkey. The result of further illegal human smuggling, people trafficking promising to get families to Europe on a false promise. All too often, people are put into small boats unable to sustain the weight of all the people put upon it and not fit for purpose. This is yet another shocking event in the wake of atrocities taking place in North Africa where the displacement of millions of innocent people continues. Governments are too busy counting the pennies and quarrelling amongst themselves in addition to wasting precious time as gangs and smugglers take advantage of the situation by sending people to their death profiting from the desperation of families searching for a place to call home. When will this end? RIP to the little boy, his brother and mother who all perished.

Had to pen this one. Not a poem but always makes me chuckle when I think back to conversations I had with my son when he was 4.
I edited this as I remembered his witty comment after I'd tried to explain the cosmos using his football and tennis ball. Needless to say I was laughing too much to carry on and give him a straight answer!
I've never been to the moon and I like the thought that the moon is made of cheese so who am I to change his imaginative perception?

human chemistry never fails to amaze. We live on through our children. You'll never know what happens if you catch the twinkle in someone's eye!

Edited last line to read "you and me!" After all.... My lovely wife also played the leading role in bringing my beautiful children into this world! :)

I love my family. It means the world to me. My partner and kids are my life.!

Unfinished love relationship failed

A play on words... I do this with my kids and it's amazing how this play on words challenges then to explore other ways of explaining who they are. Kids can never explain who "me" is.