• Still

    To be still, one must balance,
    To balance, one must move,
    Stillness in motion.

  • Midnight

    Midnight can be
    my golden hour.
    It is late
    But mind must write.
    Pour, leek, radiate.
    No guilt
    or worry.
    There’s a quiet
    lorries whisper
    motorbikes blare
    but nothing to do
    but sleep

    or write.

  • Small moments

    Small moments
    little things
    kind words
    small smiles
    meeting eyes
    hands held
    lips locked
    toes wiggled
    open windows

Hello! I’m Tom (he/him), based in London, UK. I write prose & poetry, also some small reflections I want to share. Enjoy 🙂

I have a Youtube channel where I post creative things sometimes.