Poetry

The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance

The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance (A Sonnet in Western Colours) In the dusty lanes of a sun‑burnt frontier town, A lawman’s silhouette crossed the wooden rail, While gossip swirled like

Network

Between the buzz of cables and the glow of screens, A hidden web unfurls in quiet, electric dreams; Every fibre, every socket, a silent spoke, Carrying whispers of data, immense and awoke.

The Exorcist

The Exorcist In a pew the pewed sands do feel a chill, A whispered creak in the vaulted nave, The altar’s wax‑thin light seems to spill Its sacred fire upon a man who dares

Paris, Texas

Paris, Texas In the far‑off echo of a western sun, a quiet town where shadows bind and run. Paris, Texas, a name that quavers, a slice of the heart of the great

It Happened One Night

It Happened One Night – a tale that slipped around the tight‑clipped edges of a city’s breath— an English pint, a tiny London flat, and a storm that stirred a knighthood’s wandering heart.

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