For the month of October I have a wee social media project on the go. I have been posting a daily card which contains a line from one of my poems and a selection of my photographs. I don’t have the same kind of traffic here as I am not a regular poster these days … Continue reading Photo Poetry
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A Card a Day: Week 1
For the month of October I have a wee social media project on the go. I have been posting a daily card which contains a line from one of my poems and a selection of my photographs. I don't have the same kind of traffic here as I am not a regular poster these days … Continue reading A Card a Day: Week 1
Dawn’s Piper
Spring beckons in Arcadia vernal equinox zero point of sidereal time maybe of time itself Pan demic* in his appearance has put down his pipes There is to be no playing for the apocalypse Too riveting it's gaze even for a God who has seen it all before Too mesmerising its own song as it … Continue reading Dawn’s Piper
it is done
Goodbye TOADS I have ignored the prompts and just opened the door to what might come Special Thanks to Kerry for everything and more it is a tear that falls it is a tear that cuts how some wounds are opened with heart! moments memories a smile or two a knowing kinship penned … Continue reading it is done
blue
lack of that presence carry's infinite weight plummeting soul 'munching' face on the scales heavy breath is weighed against hollow heart no balance time is given the day off no bets taken a sodden blanket sky folds itself across the horizon drips soft torment it must be love or a stomach … Continue reading blue
.s.i.l.e.n.c.e.
|| single || installation || leaves || every || nuance || complicitly || empty ||
amazing
this pain is mine i own it or at least i am trying to it is after all my response to my experience nobody placed it here i have the key to that door so i got to thinking that maybe I could un-choose pain lock it out in the cold … Continue reading amazing
elsewhere
Grace came a dancin today throwing stars from her pockets to land as gossamer beads upon my crown which until recently had become dislodged from within by the voices of spectre and shadow who seek to pull a soul elsewhere perhaps though that elsewhere is abundant with pregnancy and with re-birth … Continue reading elsewhere
jack o’lantern
Stingy Jack got lucky avoiding both heaven and hell his wanderer's way forever lit by a devil's ember torched turnip these days we prefer pumpkins though for me the orange glows sickly now no appeal hell seems to have parked it's bus downtown for an aeon masquerading as a heaven … Continue reading jack o’lantern
sprinkle think
I write the way I write because I have no choice in the matter other than to get out of the way of the words that wish to come dance this very day in this space. This very moment. Tomorrow will be different and yesterday may inform today but it will never dictate what should … Continue reading sprinkle think