Inner Writing

The Cherry Seller
A short holiday to Santorini was the opportunity to find space for this story. On a visit to a local monastery we were touched…

A short holiday to Santorini was the opportunity to find space for this story. On a visit to a local monastery we were touched…

On Easter Day we had a choir come and sing in the prison. A lovely morning of blessing. One choir member left a cardigan…

There was a time when I hadn’t written a poem for many months. This happens to me quite often. Sometimes I just don’t seem…