Respite

By Allan Lake So warm inside the medical centre. Padded chairs, clean toilets, TV, chilled water. Nobody asks why I’m here. Receptionists don’t notice me so my invisibility is working today. As their title suggests they’re paid to receive not to sort out those with appointments and those who need a warm, dry place to …

Respite

By Mike Turner   Wild bluebells grow On rolling field And sway in gentle breeze While gold sun’s glow Through cotton clouds Filters through rustling leaves Grass soft and green Lays as our floor Our roof the vaulting sky A moment’s rest From labor’s toils All seen in my mind’s eye   Bio: Mike Turner …