Richard Elliott

"Conscience comes to knock upon my door With a quick shrill rap of times before And asks me, "Pray-tell what are you doing here?” As the clasping, dragging guilt awaits to appear, "When for instead you..."

"I was yarnin’ to an ol’ mate o’ mine,About our vast and distant land,The golden beaches sporadically lined,Between rocky coasts and gritty sand.And he notioned about the surrounding  oceans,Pacific, I..."

"Sitting in on lessons learnt,Repeats the pursuit of not getting burnt,But for all the leaning done,There's nowt' that compares to sweet harmless fun.But many a' time I have found that,The lessons I've..."

"Laughing, rolling in the net, As I pulled to shore, I saw a beauty to shame a rose, As agape it fell my jaw. The smile, the grace befits a King, Though acting with wanton regret, As I threw her back,..."