If you’ve ever wondered why a poet writes … I have written hundreds of poems, many that I love Some, I don’t even think I write, they are kind enough to write themselves for me, and fall into lines that I enjoy and share They are there in the ups And there in the downs […]
Disassociation We run away from ourselves, the situation, the thinking of things that provoke us The more resilient and strong we seem The further away from the true problems we have drifted I had no idea this was where I existed Away from myself had become home and I hung pictures on the wall Lived […]
There are days that fail us We strive to do everything to the best of our ability And still After all that energy Nothing goes right Twenty-four hours in a day Seven days in a week Fifty-two weeks in a year Days do not fail They turn into another and another We just haven’t got […]
Everything that we are exists in the present moment Uncomfortable with our limitations we run Into the bottle The thin white line Of roads or drugs or shopping carts Empty boxes And empty hands Burning Ashes to ashes Dust to dust A life spent outside of ourselves is never enough When a decision is made […]
Turning the mind to face itself Making a decision that I can live with One thing I’ve learnt is There is no up or down Negative Positive It’s all one direction Forward And I’ll deal with the consequences as they arise It’s called living an autonomous life *in supporting someone I love through a difficult […]
Half of my life (if I’m lucky, and I tend to think that with the better health choices I make – the luckier I become) is over. I don’t feel fifty and kind people tell me, I don’t look it either My exterior has changed a little but it’s the interior that has shifted drastically […]
You shrug – I know it’s in reaction to a thought that’s in your head The car is quiet I listen to the sound of wind Tyres gliding along the bitumen There is the odd bump now and then The view is lovely as we wind down through a valley Your eyes are staring at […]
Growth is not measured in the present moment It is always by looking back, seeing the difference Between there and here, that we are able to take a bearing Growth is not linear, it is not lateral It is perhaps more accurately, a series of curves that only a certain spatial awareness gained from standing […]
If sensitive to the less than picturesque ravages of time The grey hairs The wrinkles Outwardly changing Picture instead this The unravelling of all constraints which fear has laid upon you What others might think Or dread at what might happen If.. If you simply be and let all that is tightly buttoned and choking […]
The fingers of God A phenomenon which occurs when sunlight pours through clouds and reaches for the earth That sight which some poetic soul long ago coined “the fingers of God” A soft voice that whispers in our ears of awe and wonder Sometimes lyrically recalling a snatch of beautiful memory laid down in reverie […]
