Postcards from no man's land.

The only resident ghosts

that haunt you

are those that

dance on your

nightmares relived

where you recollect

at your own toll bridge

at the night postbox

where all mind's entries

are opened. 

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

And that ain't no holiday bro so you get no postcard! That night postbox is only for those poets who are up till dawn putting pen to paper lol! The toll bridge reminded me of the tale of The Three Billy Goats Gruff.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you John for your words and your visit is much appreciated.