After The Storm (Haiku)
The storm has broken-
heavy air replaced by breezes.
Tonight we sleep well.... more »
' I was glad when they said to me
'Let's go to the house of the Lord' '
So we went in expectation
And found companions for the journey,... more »
A white feather lies on the ground.
It quivers gently in the breeze
but cannot fly; it can't recall
how once it soared mile after mile.... more »
Breakfast Time 7.30am
I add mayo to prawns.
Stirring, the squelch of fish on sauce is satisfying.
You eat breakfast.
A blob on the bread spreads with difficulty.... more »
drip with butterflies.... more »
Dragonflies And Lilies
The river sings brightly to the glory of God:
It bursts with light and life and love,
Each ripple catching sunshine and twinkling joyfully,
Reflecting back these gifts so generously given.... more »
Epitaph For A Cat
Bare lies the mat on which you sat
and the chair you scratched.
Your claws retracted
Permanently and yet... more »
Everywoman Lunar Child
One week in four I slip into daydream,
The real is veiled; a world is inside me.
An ebb and flow of physicality
With forced moments of dull lucidity,... more »
Experiment In Pountoun-The Dream
The dream I had continues to torment.
The passion of it fills me with such fear.
I wonder where such dreaming finds its birth?
The thought of it sends shivers down my spine,... more »
Good Friday 2010
Gaza is bombed.
Railway strike ballots.
Suicide bomb child,
Widowed at seventeen.... more »
He showed me blades of grass cut down to size
By the work of man. Each one short, all green.
A beautiful bland sameness throughout,
And further on, he showed me tall grass... more »
Haven of peace,
Yet no peace for me.
Love set in stone,
Hardened in misery.... more »
I met a little girl at school one day
Who said ‘Today it is my birthday.
I am five. I’ve had lots of presents
And later there is going to be a party.’... more »
As certain as death follows
Life, sun after rain and
The calm before a storm,
In desperate love I swallow... more »
My bones are too tired to care.
They are worn out by time, truth and death.
I long to escape-you have driven me away.... more »
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Last Of The Last
His name was Claude Stanley Choules.
He was a living testimony
Until today.... more »
The face I see is one with drained flesh
Losing form and identity;
Bones breaking through the outer parts.
Hands, knarled and stiff,... more »
You said - you will end up like your mother
Enjoy it while you can-
By which, I presume, you meant fat,... more »
My Love (Haiku)
a red rose
morning dew... more »
</>Who knows the thoughts of old men?
They seem so safe, so slow,
but these men are boys in their hearts and heads.... more »
Wise owl sits
In complete noiselessness,
And contemplates his legend.
It is in this quiet repose... more »
The sky is dull- but the
white wings of gulls
flash against it.
So, I will look for signs of your presence... more »
Represented by wine
Usurps the blood of women
Shed for all... more »
Sleep comes wearily
Knowing how this will finish-
Darkness, silence, peace.... more »