Geoffrey Spriggott : Writing

The Gold Standard

The Gold Standard

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


Every social group of friends has that one couple whose relationship everyone else pins their hopes on succeeding. But do we only add pressure by doin..
Sorry

Sorry

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


An apology.
Sisyphus

Sisyphus

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


Myth as metaphor
The Age of Steve

The Age of Steve

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


Pointless office gossip can be quite funny to watch. Especially if you imagine it's a kind of Spy network.
Time to think

Time to think

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


Do we really have time to think and reflect on life lessons, or does the pace and rhythm of life mean we do not learn from our errors?
Pop goes the Culture

Pop goes the Culture

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


It would seem the surface is all we have.
Home

Home

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


Some things have been around longer than us, the earth included. And will probably be around after us too.
I miss

I miss

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


Insincerity and hard tangled thoughts.Soft, giving, furnishings and pale, violet lights, The air fraught with immodesty and ache.Transgression on a sh..
The Damned

The Damned

A Poem by Geoffrey Spriggott


Word-feelings
The journey, Pt 1?

The journey, Pt 1?

A Story by Geoffrey Spriggott


A comedy sci-fi in the hitchers/Who mold. Toying with writing more of this sort of thing.

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