I was worried and I was anxious I used to cling to things like thoughts and ideas and plans As I tumbled I grabbed hold of stubs of grass sliding in gravel Weightless. I would hit the end of a disintegrated dream mentally and physically drained but then it struck me as I sat at […]
From around age ten we begin taking out contracts Invisible signatures In indeliblee ink That say I know you And you know me But I don’t remember signing Away the right to forget Everything, and begin again *header picture of a tribe of boys playing on the beach. I was entranced by their rough and […]
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, why is that so? I guess, a small child’s legs go ten to the dozen trying to catch an adults long stride Is it wingspan? A growth thing? […]
Hands that hammer Wood and stone A heart that persists To drive nails home No matter what the weather Gods decide forge wrinkles into his hide and blisters. The process is difficult Fraught with doubt that can crumble at any minute But somehow the craftsman Draws it out Not realising That the stone The wood […]
Creating Is an energy A force A power That we can tap into anytime It’s free And available to everyone It’s our birthright. Be still Know that I am.. you. A child squats in the sand Building castles Drawing faces, making dreamy plans As adults stare at screens Consuming. A child builds a cubby house […]
I watched you watching it Standing still mesmerised. Feet anchored deeply mired in sand that disappeared sliding through your toes Perfectly still Perfectly calm You stood like a candle Without melting And then finally, with a graceful turn Bending To build a sandcastle With the same gentle intensity I wondered who your parents were You […]
I wake to a grey morning And run Because if consistency is the greater part of art It is also the greater part of health Mental And physical The bird on the power pole sings It knows it is dawn That the sun is merely hiding behind clouds And there is reason to sing For […]
The warm air is breathed into the belly of the earth Sucked in In anticipation of dawn I feel the shift in temperature as I walk The moisture turns to frost A bird sings a poignant anthem And the sun rises Gently warming my shoulder My smiling cheek The camera buttons sleek beneath my frozen […]
You know some people never see such things. John Williamson’s beautiful song “Cootamundra Wattle is my friend” is floating around my head. Day 7 of what has become a photography/blogging challenge (as one art form nourishes the other), it’s Sunday. Sunday used to be a day of absolute quiet in country towns. Not so much […]
One day to the next Weather changing Sometimes varying enormously Emotions Veering from bright To gloomy A flurry of worry setting in One day to the next Can feel like travelling a lifetime away Only to return To a different array of feelings thoughts No two moments are the same And neither am I We […]
