I’m taking a break from blogging. Not that it’s an onerous task to share my thoughts with the world, not at all. It’s more the fact that I’m not sure they’re worth that much at the moment and also because I’ve been blogging for a long time now and I wondered “could I just shut […]
I am tired of love poems that are odes to perfection Show me your observance of faults and angry cold silencesShow me shouting matches at 12pm, 2am and 9 o’clock on a Saturday Show me quibbles over parenting Show me chores left undone and drawers in disarray and clothes on the floor and people taking […]
So often we are hemmed in by our immediate surroundings and day to day troubles We forget to look up, look out Whether it is a line across the landscape or where the ocean meets the sky The horizon is a peaceful place On which to rest the eyes The heart The mind
A stitch in time saves nine And I imagine the needle looping, pulling threads behind it Sewing up the things that I have planned, thought through, provided different outcomes to Just by noticing But even as we stitch up one jagged tear Another appears Everything we consider lives in one column While all those that […]
I watch an old woman walking with a stick The boy at her side is maybe six He is at school now Or would be if they weren’t on an extended holiday courtesy of Covid I’ve seen this pair before Many times Watched the old woman walk him when he was maybe four, a tiny […]
I don’t wish to dwell on troubling things, the day has been littered with enough of them They fall upon the mind and it holds them like a hook Or a bouncing ball that my palm sends downwards and away, it hits the wall rebounds You cannot not think about something by not thinking about […]
Is faith not memory and experience brought into the present moment? Not the blind nor religious kind – for this purpose, they are not important Faith, the reassurance that slowly builds in the mind I did not die that time, though my fear screamed that I would Perhaps should Something protected me Upheld and enfolded […]
“Is it cold?” I look up into the smiling face of a woman wearing a beige coloured swimming cap I lift my foggy goggles and realise that no, in fact, she wears no cap She is bald Cancer Chemo Radiation The words pop into my head and Suddenly my own rubber cap Bright purple and […]
I walk out of the town pool into a grey dripping sky Rain on my shoulders doesn’t bother me – why would it? I’m wet I drive my car down a grey street, above which, the lights are still on, perhaps they are yet to acknowledge the sun is awake, lying behind its thick blanket […]
Small butterflyYou and IThis momentThis lifeWe breathe so we liveBoth of us struggleBoth of us flailand when we are overWe return whence we cameSize doesn’t matterWhen we both become dust& after we dieThe sun will come up& another caterpillar will inch across a leaf
