Be here with the cup In the soapy water Be here with the toaster As it cooks Smelling the aroma of crusty bread Browning Be here with the sights and sounds of nothing more important arising Than dust motes drifting across the room As writers we are trained to panic It is ingrained this thought […]
We all like free things Good to go But we worry about the quality Well please don’t! Okay suckered in with terrible poetry I’m sorry Hold the tomato’s My second book is free on Kindle until 1st December Do yourself a favour download it to your device and have it handy for those moments …. […]
It’s late I’ve been dreaming And doing Published a second book today It’s called “By the Loo and in the Waiting Room” Because it is intended as a selection of short stories for when a spot of boredom could strike. The paperback is out later in the week but the Kindle should be live here […]
This is exciting stuff. For me at least – you all are about to get spammed – but just this once. 🙄😁😂 Remember how I wrote that post a week or so back about Kicking your own donkey (if not – a quick recap – it was about shifting paradigms and why it was important to […]
Our minds When allowed to roam free Can be terrible beasts When they turn back on us Caught in a loop of negative thoughts It can feel overwhelming And in such moments we can actually feel our vibration, our energy fading Being sucked into a spiral descending Down Down Crash How to escape? Well this […]
I will follow you I didn’t want to at the start When you kept shining that spot light on me Blinking Blinding I didn’t like what you said What you were finding As you walked around Tut Tut Tutting Then muttering All That Muttering Nearly drove me mad But now I see it was me […]
The faint smell of wood oil Mixed with droplets of dust His thumb strokes the page His eyes are lost Worn leather shoes Turned slightly inward Are nevertheless polished laces tied in big fat bows that droop down the sides Which he stares at sightlessly wondering How long does it take prayers to be answered
I walk through this house Passing empty rooms Where my children used to sleep It feels like only moments ago that I would call “Goodnight I love you” And hear their answering replies My footfalls seem so loud In this house gone quiet And the walls With their nicks and scrapes Tell their own stories […]
Footprints follow wherever I tread Ink flows on the paper Trailing dreamings from my head And heart We leave marks Songlines Tracks Leading back A child’s sandcastle is gone on the tide I watch it fall Wondering what is the point of it all All this writing Stringing words together Creating pictures Leaving marks On […]
We are the iron And the dust The dirt that coats our boots We are the hawk that flies Circling in an empty blue sky We are the grass The burrs and prickles The breeze that tickles The sweating hair at the nape of our necks As we trudge Reaching summits in steep hillsides Suddenly […]
