Between the lines and through the lens…
Input- daily. Early morning. Wake up to bird call and input ideas for the new day. Run. Write. Weights. Wash. Garden. Grass. Weeds. No Smoking. More Chopping. Manic. Now move indoors. Pottering. Pacing. Painting and onto poetry. Moving out again from bedroom. Old room. Once far room. Cold room, where someone died once, before […]
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I had the biggest bedroom as a boy but curiosity picked the box room at the lighter end of the short corridor for my summer’s sojourn. I was always looking for other walls that caught the shadows of other lives being lived- to touch the thought, at that time, was tantamount to taking part. […]
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What if a rose grew on the far side of the moon, now, after, later? Would we spread out time to explore the space between the bloom and the branch? Nature is a construct, much like the moon- we don’t always consider it when we cut its roots or ignore its connection to the […]
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Last month, in the first breath of this coming season of the sun’s light, you crept in through the stillness of the solitude that the birds had begun to sing of and spread out across the swaying branches as we foraged for distractions beneath. I climbed you, on occasion, to release my feet from […]
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Slow hum. Morning beckons- delicate dance of daisies, baby bunny in back garden thinking it’s his whole world, even the breeze is bouncy. Breath better than before. Slow hum of day unfolding, footsteps on sidewalks, sights on slow lanes, softly humming. Even runners head towards hedges now- hedge funds thrown to the ditch- see […]
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There are clear patches in the sacred soil at the far end of the side garden where life is expected to return. We planted it last week. There are clear patches in the soft sky behind clever clouds that carry the condensation I covet for those bald patches in the tilled soil where there […]
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Husky voice cribs my troubling thought. I turn with fear hard on heel at the far end of an ancient lane. I borrowed these footsteps, I reply to the open side of a ploughed field where wires allow random thoughts to teleport across the sky. This is not your path. This was the thought […]
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