
With only one glance you can tell it’s everywhere
Right before your eyes you will eventually see

With only one glance you can tell it’s everywhere
Right before your eyes you will eventually see

My lover leaves me
Sated
Like an apple nibbled to the core

You know him as Father
Brother-man, friend, comrade, as Mister
But I simply call him Daddy.

Mom’s cooking is the greatest!
No advance telephone call nor early booking
No reservations necessary

Do it to me again
You know, that thing you do
That confuses my will and owns my emotions.

The organisers of Expressions – Poetry in the Pub have announced the popular event's move to Groove Bar, at the top of R...

A part of me is missing;
A part of me is gone.
I’m here mourning, depressed and lonely,

We all do it, Pretend. Give a little half-grin here. Pretend.
And give a little quarter-smile there. We pretend.

Expressions - Poetry In The Pub, brought to you by August Rush Productions, continues this Thursday 11th March upstairs ...

By now, you may have heard that poetry nights have been revived. You've probably wondered who or what was behind that de...

She is MY Mother;
A remarkable woman if there ever was one.
She carried me nine months;

Missing the spoken word events that have remained inconsistent, but highly favoured, August Rush Productions picks up th...