Poppies Grow In Solace by Chris Parsons

They ran down tree-lined pathways, along country lane and over moors to cities where the King’s Shilling they took to keep enemies from our shores. To them, age has no matter. Be they young or perhaps too old, they were willing to serve their country, to stand steady and be bold. From the pleasant Isles…

In Search of the Holy Grail by Mike Green

  I felt the ghosts of yesteryear holding my thoughts to ransom, while I sleepwalk on the edge of insanity… waiting for the bogey man to bring my last request.   My mind dressed in twisted concepts, thoughts raging against the constraints of a flawed morality, where humanity exists only at the whim of those…