Green and gold

There is a colour Between green and gold In the paddocks weighted down. Verdant grass with lush roots of spring growth heady with seed Green Turning Brown I tramp through the early morning light Watching the colours shift and sway One minute fresh One minute hay Thinking I feel a bit like that today

Mute Enroute

Human I feel you Dancing along beside me Because I am also human With eyes that see The invisible web that weaves around us all and through Palpable Resonating Encountering trouble in one Turning to another Winged fingers unknotting The invisible ties that bind Unravelling the goodness which defines Nearly all Humans Our genuine desire […]

The callus

There is a callus That develops In the middle of the chest In children as we are hurt The greater it spreads By the time we arrive in adulthood It is difficult to breathe Think Speak Through anything but hard scar tissue. So there is a need to take a scalpel and slowly start to […]

Vapour

It rises teaching me how to rise too. To leave everything on the ground Evaporate towards the clouds Becoming more transparent All around Fog to mist vapour to air Join with the clouds Come back down again As gentle rain That feeds the ground Grows the grass Nitrogen Descended Transformed Excreted Rises Transforms Deleted Never. […]

Silk purses

He asked me What on earth do you write about at 3am? I tried to explain it Probably failed Because You have to know what it’s like to sit in a dustbin full of crumpled papers for a headspace Where thoughts are compressed and expelled like vapour All day long and in such quantitude that […]