Its a brief stroll
Through the churchyard for me
And my soul.
And although there be
No clock in the church tower,
To chime
The hour
For me,
Time
Must stop
And there will be
No more need of clock
For thee
Or me.
Category Archives: musings
Of literature, pelican crossings and escort girls in Liverpool!
I spent the Christmas period with my mum, her partner and my sister in Liverpool. Following a very enjoyable week with my family, I returned to London on Friday 27 December.
As my mum, her Partner and I stood at the pelican crossing outside Liverpool Central station, waiting to cross and make our way to Lime Street in order that I could catch my train back to London, my mum’s partner commented on a sticker affixed to the pelican, advertising the services of escort girls which (my mum added) had been rendered illegible by someone with a thick black marker pen)!
The above incident reminded me of my short story “Samantha”, which tells the story of an upper-class young woman forced into prostitution in the city of Liverpool, https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B00BL3CNHI/. “Samantha” has received a number of great reviews, including the below 4 star review by Paul S:

“I downloaded this short novel when it was being offered free on Amazon Kindle and I was pleasantly surprised by how good it was. It had a gripping plot, good characterisation and plenty of ‘atmosphere’; things that can be lacking in short stories. I think there may be a couple of formatting issues as I found I had to re-read a couple of paragraphs as they initially seemed out of place, possibly due to a missing carriage return instruction or perhaps because I was reading the story too quickly as I wanted to find out what happened next!
I won’t expand upon the plot as I do not want to create any spoilers but I suggest that you give this short novel a look if you enjoy atmospheric crime thrillers that have an element of romance, a gripping story line, some really nasty villains and a quite dramatic, action packed, climax”. To read the review on Amazon please follow this link, https://www.amazon.co.uk/review/R2YUTS78WBRB01/.
They Say That Angels Fall
They say
That angels fall
From the sky.
But I
Know that angels call
On lonely men.
Where, undoubtedly they fall,
But not from the sky.
I Saw A Light
I saw a light
In the church window
Tonight.
It did glow
Bright,
Then, was lost in night
Maids and Squires
From different decades,
Games we played
Of maids
And squires,
And desires
(On my part).
There was the inevitable wine,
To pass the time,
And her heart
Could never be mine.
Shop Girls
While
Out shopping, sometimes I smile
At shop girls, and think
A thought,
That I ought
Not to think,
And the devil does wink
And whispers low,
“you know
That, one day,
They may See through thee”.
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Happy Christmas
A very happy Christmas to you all.
I hope that whether you are with family and friends during this festive season, or if you are spending the period alone, that your heart will be full of the joy of living.
All the very best to you all, Kevin
On Hearing The Tick Tock Of The Clock
On hearing the tick tock
Of the clock,
On the wall,
I know not
What to write,
For the clock
Says it all.
My Hands Are Cold
My hands are cold
And I am growing old.
The wall clock measures time
As I rhyme
Of young women
And sinning.
But I am growing old
And my hands are cold.