An extract from A singer’s Tale. © War Time London. Bombs, Songs and a Baby. London SE13 in 1944. Mother Son Daughter Songs. my songs ‘Where
On the skin, human skin. A Poem to Music. Photo Carol Grimes Skin- side Out © My POem set to sounds and music with Mark Hewins
Alone? Lonely? Reflecting on the passing of time and being alone. Loneliness. Solitude. Isolation or seclusion? Forsaken? Banished, not belonging. Outside? A Stone. A Stone.
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Another go at outing my Tale xxxx IAVMT A Review for The Singers Tale + a track. In my solitude EXPRESSIVE ARTS THERAPY A Review
A gruesome carpet, worn bare in the middle with a garish pattern of red, orange, green and god knows what else, the colour of sick, hangover nausea sick.