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From ‘Our World In Transition’

Like an angel, I fell from the sky, my wings broken and ripped to shreds.

From ‘Our World In Transition’

This poem is about a bird. But not just any bird . . . One who is NOT nice and one who causes mayhem wherever he finds himself. He's just, not your typical fun-loving, beautiful-singing bird.

A grieving child is visited by lost equine souls, all needing something that allows them to move on, little does Connie know she needs them too.

From ‘Our World In Transition’

A trick of the light or something more sinister.

From ‘Astrology As A Lifehelp On The Healing Journey’

"Children often exhibit odd behaviors, Mrs. Anderson, but this is not normal."

A day in the life of a schoolboy growing up in the North of England in the 70's

From ‘Astrology As A Lifehelp On The Healing Journey’

Jane spent the rest of the afternoon preparing the things she would need to murder her husband

From ‘The Very Best Of White Eagle’

From ‘Astrology As A Lifehelp On The Healing Journey’