Alan Findlater

don’t eat yellow snow

Day two of the major life changing holiday starts with the sounds of the city blaring through the hotel window which consisted of traffic noise interspaced with a police siren every twenty minu…

a constant movement of souls intermingling but never acknowledging each others existence.

Aug 1st 2009 was like most days that summer, Wet! I had travelled to work that morning as I always did had half asleep and praying for a quick uneventful day.
My main holidays of the year had…

It came from deep inside
from that dark place we all keep hidden.
It roared silently from my head
as though it would never stop
Through the crowds of people
who mingled with disinterest
…

I could fly When I was a child i just lifted my legs and flew every night, it was as natural as my breath. Now my son flys high and feels the air rush past as he smiles and he tells me "Dad in …

The dark mists begin to gather
as my silent scream struggles to escape
To free it’s self from the bonds
of my self imposed prison
I hide the fear from my mind
As the darkness gathers pace …