Nature doesn’t change because you want her to Nor does she listen If you wish to argue with her current status Nature doesn’t bend to the whimsy of others And I’ve never heard a tree complain Even when it is struck asunder by lightning Nor the ground run away frightened By the intensity of the […]
Try Or do not try Either write Straight and directly Exactly what truth wants to say Or walk away and don’t even begin Because to get half way in And flinch Is to corner something wild And cage it And if you do that The wild part The vital Mercurial unruly heart won’t trust you […]
We see skin And think it solid Surface appearance That we acknowledge as if the coatings Around those edges are finite Representative Of the individual within They are not. For we are spirits blending and dissolving Into God Someone asked me “What religion do you tick on the statistics” I said none Because I only […]
Talk to me of silence How it pools How it rolls How it covers the bowed shoulders With a soothing warm glow Talk to me of silence How it allows the lungs to breathe And the softer sounds of birdsong Come drifting the breeze Talk to me of silence Except then there wouldn’t be any […]
Seen collectively Trees are easy to dismiss as all the same Time spent with them however Tells a different story They are each unique From bark pattern to leaf To colour to lean To growth And that is one species alone So I go where trees grow To untangle my own Feelings Because feelings To […]
Picking up the pieces of my life again Knitting them together with writing Sunday’s post on SubStack
Have you noticed the sky? Birds flying? I watch them The little ones Their wings beat so furiously The big ones soar and glide. Curiously, I wonder, … Deliverance
How often we return to the past Because we knew what happened then How it ended And it feels safe Even though Perhaps it failed Or we did Yet the pages had spun all the way to the end And we knew now we could begin again Although the past is always catching up It […]
Sunday Was perhaps the most beautiful day in June I’ve seen Sunny all day Nothing cold (It’s supposed to be winter here) I gardened And pottered I drank tea And afterward I wrote a post For SubStack I haven’t written over there since March I got to the end And nearly left it sitting As […]
I choose the pasta Take the bag Pile it all in Smile And swipe my card Speak to an acquaintance Tick the list Yet underneath I’m writing poetry Trying to make sense Of the thoughts as they pass Lost in the beauty Of a sky Darkening Colours fading As I walk to where I parked […]
