There are, within these pages, a number of poems risen from the distant clouds of time, poems written while still in my late teens and early twenties and these, when found, resonate with an already focussed sense of disdain, youthful anger and not a little naive but well meaning political innocence. along with what seems now like naive ideas on love romance and personal identity. These poems I felt worthy of inclusion in my own personal journey and story are to remain ongoing and intact, a game of poetic snakes and ladders can be played, by those of a mind, when tracing any history or lineage. It would be easy to name or categorise the age and distance in time of these poems in relation to each other, but I find the idea of ambiguity and mystery far more nourishing than that of simple cataloguing or chronology. Sometimes it pays to work a little harder if you hold such motivations to be important. There are also a small number of poems dating back to the mid and late 1980's