The Robin is a frequent visitor to my garden.

He knows when I am digging the garden, he waits for me to turn over a spit of soil, so that he can get at the worms.







The cold creeps up my body, like the tide lapping up onto a beach, the cold creeps up my toes and into my feet

At the tips of my body, my fingers are becoming colder and colder, my hands turning blue

My nose is becoming bluer and darker, it is excruciatingly painful the tips of my ears are in such pain

My body is starting to shut down. I can feel the energy ebbing from my lifeless body

Each movement is becoming slow and painful

Sleeping under the stars is so lonely and cold

Overnight my body shuts down for good


copyright Inspirations book of poetry 2016



I am so lucky to live in a beautiful and historic part of the world.

I thought I would share some of my pictures.  The pictures have been taken within 5 miles of where I live.



Photos copyright Keith Hearn 2016


I have been working on my garden to get it ready for the spring and summer.

I use my garden to take photographs of bees, insects and butterflies.  It provides a great backdrop for my writing it inspires me to write.

I have finished planting flower bulbs and many thousands of seeds.


all pictures copyright Keith Hearn 2016


The Human Race

*Please note the poem below is from my Book of Poetry “Inspirations”*

Humans are meant to be the most intelligent animal on the planet? The difference is we kill one another on such an industrial scale

We are destroying the planet that we share with other species

Whenever we meet other people from different parts of the world, we may not speak the same language, we seem to be able to communicate and understand one another

We laugh at similar things and enjoy similar things there is an unspoken bond

Life is not too dissimilar, as Nations we seem to want to destroy one another



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