A FISH CAUGHT ON THE CURVE OF THE MOON

  Love is a red Russian rose on the run, a bouquet to brush the blues from their burdens. Hope is his hand on her head in the night, taking flight as that blue bird darkens. But her moon was in Pisces and she was said to be expunged by her sensitive soul but in […]

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HAPPY HOLIDAYS

  A Simnel cake (a traditional Easter fruit cake with marzipan inner layer and decoration and a little dash of brandy) made in my kitchen in my grandmother’s memory…   Wishing you all a Happy Easter, Sunday, Spring day, Sunny day or whatever you like to call it…   All cakes made and eaten by […]

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GOLDEN HAZE

  Slow comes the morning, eyes still dazzled by the delicate stars now off trailing dust across the universe as if plotting tracks to tempt us further than the stubborn stance of our single spotlights and I wonder how far you got as I sit here, in the silence of this slowly waking morning light […]

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THE GREYING MIST OF MEMORY

  I’d never heard the call of the green though my eyes caress it in a certain light and so many walls I’ve covered with that same colour to curate a comfort from the cold. I’d never heard it, till now, till the windows stopped keeping out that chill. Blue, I never found blue cold, […]

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THE BOOK BETWEEN US

  You handed me the book and left, off to another room, another existence beyond my sight, (even sight of that moment was selective), you left me with that book in hand, hand in hand with that room where black edged over white, where comfort was clinical and cradled no clarity (though I wasn’t looking […]

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SOLO SAIL, on a ship full of hearts

  When we to time wish, wings do not carry all words so I to promise must desist, faith is fickle feathers on fragile birds. If love to hearts hold then hearts be more than one must for not is love a concrete mould; stilled the river bed whose reeds rot to rust. When we […]

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THE WEIGHT UPON THE WAVES

  And in the tide tight with time and its turning they left their posts, impaled upon the sand, impressed upon the land. And there they stood ten in heart and ten in tide for time to tend, impaled upon mind, impressed upon mankind. And on they marched up the land and on from shore […]

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