Category Archives: Florence, the City of Dreams

Grenfell 4

Seventy two seconds Where nobody spoke A silent march Of the Grenfell folk An evening where solace Was painful and true The people were waiting Hoping that YOU The government The council The cladders Them all The architects The surveyors … Continue reading

Eyes

Eyes They are just everywhere Rooted to our brain All seeing on the surface Bulbous slit and in pain Moons in spacial harmony Or pockets of desire Emitting light like crazy And sometimes even fire All sorts of natural colours … Continue reading