Huw : Writing

I don't get overheated

I don't get overheated

A Poem by Huw


It's now 6:35pm on Sunday I haven't been anywhere I haven't spent any money online or otherwise. I haven't painted anything nor f..
Infecting and ruling our hearts.

Infecting and ruling our hearts.

A Poem by Huw


Man is triune body, soul and spirit.
More.....?

More.....?

A Poem by Huw


We are slaves to whatever fills our minds and occupies our time. Usually to what we enjoy the most. If that enjoyment should fail it leaves a person e..
Not the sovereign of my will.

Not the sovereign of my will.

A Poem by Huw


When I was young I was told that my will was free and that I could be and do anything as long as I put my mind to it. Now that I am ..
To perceive and admire true beauty.

To perceive and admire true beauty.

A Poem by Huw


This happened around 12 years ago.
As society disintegrates.....

As society disintegrates.....

A Poem by Huw


I've been conducting a study on X Factor from around the world and these are a few conclusions.
Pleasant memories

Pleasant memories

A Poem by Huw


I used to take a chap hiking who was blind from birth. I had the privilege of describing the things that I saw. It was at this time I realised how muc..
The Missing Chief.

The Missing Chief.

A Story by Huw


It had been a very long morning and the fighting had been intense. They had taken many scalps from the men who flew the flag and blew ..
Tears.

Tears.

A Poem by Huw


If the tears of joy you have caused me to shed were stored in a vial alongside the bitter tears that I have brought upon myself. The m..
Telling the tale.

Telling the tale.

A Poem by Huw


There is something wrong with you!You must be mad!You need help!You are so arrogant!Who do you think you are?There were a few occasionswhen ..