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I'm Aldrin Armstrong Wilding-West. Born in the UK two days after Apollo 11 set Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin onto the moon.

I've been a member of Helium for some time now, but have recently been able to spend more time here, and am looking forward

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Rock-bottom: 1 of 25

Rock bottom does not have to be the end... Something has happened, in my life, from which I have not recovered Not just sadness or strife, or the loss of a life, with happiness to be rediscovered I am not 'depressed', in the sense of the word, that non-sufferers understand This depression is different, a ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Infidelity: 1 of 23

Your desire could be your undoing..... She’s there Dark and beautiful You look away, but your eyes are drawn Again and again Mustn’t let her notice… She may be flattered ……but you can’t take that chance Nor can you stop yourself looking Taking in the beauty Not just her face, but h...
Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: How my garden helped me learn about love or survive its loss: 2 of 31

Our garden has always been a busy place. You expect that in a family with young children. The vegetable patch is still in the planning stages and the flower beds are still a dream really for my wife and I, but they’ll come, and we’ll enjoy the journey getting there. Still, at times I find myself there...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Odd dreams: 2 of 20

- An Incredible Dream - I simply have to write this Before I forget A dream that was fleeting But has not faded yet - It is sure to do so As dreams often do So I’d better get writing Before the memory is through - If I don’t do it justice You will have to forgive me I’m all of a quiver With my words, do you...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life after death: 7 of 69

The older we get the more loved ones we lose We miss them, they all were so dear It’s a time for our minds to start wondering What happens to us once we’re not here? - I used to be the world’s worst sceptic Of life after death and such things But of late I’ve been thinking quite serious...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Discrimination: 3 of 22

A poem for children (and adults too). Let's nip discrimination in the bud as early as we can? Does it really matter what we look like? I once saw an elephant with big yellow eyes With the wings of a butterfly up in the sky He saw me and trumpeted, “What a strange thing?” “Only two legs and not e...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fantasy humor: 1 of 7

- When I go to bed I dream of all sorts Of marshmallow clouds and green birds I’ve seen eight legged worms that dress in pink And lots of things strange and absurd - I once saw a rainbow made of toffee and fudge At its end was a pot of pure honey Then along came a bear who tipped it on his head And oh he looked ever so...
Education > Primary School Issues What subjects should be taught to our children as enhancements to their lives: 1 of 6

Do you, like me, question the value of the education our children are receiving today? Why is it that the balance of focus on particular subjects seems so very far out of kilter with the realities of what children will actually have to deal with when they reach their adolescence and later adulthood? This is not j...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Moving forward: 14 of 76

What we’ve been put through in the last few years Has brought us to our knees with oceans of tears But this year is different, good things it will bring We’ll again live our lives and with happiness sing Flying to heights that we’ve longed for in dreams Redefining our family, sewing up undone seams This yea...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life & love: 4 of 20

Temptation The human will, can be so terribly weak When our animal instincts are tempted to breaking A satisfaction offered, that we may miss Tears us open to the core, animal heart for the taking - The mind tells the body, do not venture there Betrayal and guilt, will cut deep to your soul Still some surrender, to their dev...