Gee : Writing

Shell  Shock

Shell Shock

A Poem by Gee


No PTSD back then..
Coffee, cold feet and shivers.

Coffee, cold feet and shivers.

A Poem by Gee


The changing seasons
The House Of Cod

The House Of Cod

A Poem by Gee


More silliness
Just to be loved

Just to be loved

A Poem by Gee


All anybody wants is to be loved
Sausages, Tacos and Rhubarb Gin

Sausages, Tacos and Rhubarb Gin

A Poem by Gee


After nursery rhyme fame came.....
Blocks are for butchers not writers

Blocks are for butchers not writers

A Poem by Gee


Ho, hum.....
Her Right To Choose

Her Right To Choose

A Poem by Gee


Once bitten..
Forget Me Not

Forget Me Not

A Poem by Gee


Then nothing but memories
To Hold Her

To Hold Her

A Poem by Gee


Sometimes less is more
Naming the child

Naming the child

A Poem by Gee


Who'd have thought it.