Wayne Riley : Writing

About the crook'd Barry

About the crook'd Barry

A Poem by Wayne Riley


He came like Tommy’s Cooper With a pocket in each hand, Juggling with his boulders While out humphing ‘cross the land. ..
On Taddie Clyde

On Taddie Clyde

A Poem by Wayne Riley


On Taddie Clyde the Barnsley broke, In gumboot made of tin. We cast the hour that gently stroke And all who sail within. Throu..
Two Mushrooms Made Of Marmalade

Two Mushrooms Made Of Marmalade

A Poem by Wayne Riley


Two mushrooms made of marmalade Looked out across an everglade, One wore a bright red pork-pie hat The other tossed an acrobat. ..
The Warehouse

The Warehouse

A Story by Wayne Riley


A Zombie Apocalypse that bites back
My Billy

My Billy

A Poem by Wayne Riley


Lest We Forget
Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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Dr Thopaedic.

Dr Thopaedic.

A Story by Wayne Riley


Another Reason Why I Love My Wife…
The Life And Death Of Immortality

The Life And Death Of Immortality

A Story by Wayne Riley


Kevin Pea was a bachelor, an unmarried one at that. He didn't own a cat or a dog, or any animal at all, except for a spider that lived in his ba..
GOD

GOD

A Poem by Wayne Riley


I gazed upon your face, oh Lord And the fires of hell extinguished their sting and wept for mercy. I heard your voice call me, oh Lor..
So Shall It Be In The End...

So Shall It Be In The End...

A Poem by Wayne Riley


What choice has bittersweet despair, A dying rose, An empty chair. Shall I then grieve and weep for thee And temper broken heart ..
Soul Fishing

Soul Fishing

A Poem by Wayne Riley


A soulless heartCannot be saved....Even by a sea of hands.

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