Brighton’s West Pier – Spoken Word – By Seasores – N J W

I have penned more lines about the abandoned West peir than any other structure and it still looms large in … More

Embers in ash

A new beauty emerges in the husks of wild flowers at the end of summer.

I stand beside a wilderness, and tonight she’s as wild as she gets.
She’s all mine – all her distance, all her depths.

	short-prose-fiction on Granada Spoken Word.
	Nick J Wood on Granada Spoken Word.
	Nick J Wood on Granada Spoken Word.
	Robin Anne Chaddock on Granada Spoken Word.
	short-prose-fiction on Granada Spoken Word.