Craig Thomas : Writing

Makes the heart grow fonder

Makes the heart grow fonder

A Poem by Craig Thomas


Whilst I sit and idly muse my vacant mind can freely choose the subject of my poem next but nothing comes, I'm totally vexed The fact I write is..
Dark Matter at the whitworth.

Dark Matter at the whitworth.

A Poem by Craig Thomas


First two verses written before walking round, the last one after.
When I grow up I want to be a footballer

When I grow up I want to be a footballer

A Poem by Craig Thomas


I'm not angry, I'm not bitter I'm only posting this on twitter Cos every week you shout my name and forty thousand heaping blame is quite a lot o..
A place for everything

A place for everything

A Poem by Craig Thomas


The way I am, odd....
Alone but connected

Alone but connected

A Poem by Craig Thomas


I am an early riser. Always have been. This ditty was written in bed on my iPod in the early hours.

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