Friday, 31 January 2025
Trevor J Potter's Art: Nostalgia.(Completed)
Trevor J Potter's Art: Nostalgia.(Completed): Nostalgia kills. I have spent all week dreaming of the past, Of friends, who when I look at photographs, Or movie clips in black and white, ...
Trevor J Potter's Art: Pocahontas. (New Part 3 added to Complete Poem)
Trevor J Potter's Art: Pocahontas. (New Part 3 added to Complete Poem): 1 Just saying your name is enough Pocahontas. A name that means more than ordinary love ...
Thursday, 30 January 2025
Tuesday, 28 January 2025
Trevor J Potter's Art: With you not here beside me. A New Poem Revised.
Trevor J Potter's Art: With you not here beside me. A New Poem Revised.: With you not here beside me Life seems a near blank page With only a comma on it. A solitary smudge of ink Where words should build cathedr...
Trevor J Potter's Art: Criss - Crossing The Meadow.(Completed)
Trevor J Potter's Art: Criss - Crossing The Meadow.(Completed): Yesterday I went back home To the land of the White Rabbit, The Griffin, and the Sheep who both Rows and knits, parting the autumn reeds Wit...
Monday, 27 January 2025
Trevor J Potter's Art: The Girl Who Came to Tea, A Childhood Memory of Wa...
Trevor J Potter's Art: The Girl Who Came to Tea, A Childhood Memory of Wa...: My mother and her sister left the room Closing the door behind them, But I was more fortunate, I was allowed to stay there, Cosy and war...
Trevor J Potter's Art: Babes in Arms. The Dark Legacies of Total War. (Re...
Trevor J Potter's Art: Babes in Arms. The Dark Legacies of Total War. (Re...: 1 . Seven little words repeated with an understated reverence. Shoah Porajmos Holocaust ...
Saturday, 25 January 2025
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Flicking through pages on my mobile phone I study photos of the summer just gone - Birthday flowers placed in a vase by the ...
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Silver white and black images on the screen. We translate them back into the reality that memory proposes Transforming the silver into sever...
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Buying incense by moonlight - The swiftly jostling crowds are all strangers. I walk slowly through the mob Eyes tracking my footsteps becaus...