Poetry
Gaia’s Song
The North Wind and the elementals some call sprites are real creatures. They bear their names, given by the imaginations of men with pride, and the...
No Second Thought
It’s not for lack of trying But I’ve given in to dying. I’m 83, diseased and old Without the strength to catch a cold. On assisted suicide, my...
God Goes to Bed
The future is predictable; it will be a lot like the past. God will watch over us in his giant bubble, exactly like the car of one of his...
Every Time We Meet
What does it signify? That wave, a half glance, cool brush of the air with a white hand, the nervous smile behind lips roughened by time. What does...
War Games
Children, join hands it may not be that you will fight for your country. Children, sing songs gather in play you may not be here the next day....
Berryman
Berryman was a saint, not sinner For inviting Henry in – he didn’t have To do that – could have waited sickly By the bridge to die. Before him...
Laura
Laura, I realise Love is no libation It involves us in sadness and loss, Informs the child of its broken heart Where the whims of fancy perish On...
Eileen
I don't want him home He's a fucking liability. She never said those words The scriptures won't allow it With their plainsong lack Of imagination,...
Hope Springs
I felt love, and it was a soulless, moving empathy, unbounded by selfish commitments. Not held by language or limited by occasion. It flowed through...
True Alchemy
Birds fall off branches, dead to the cold, all over the known world…
Trivial Pursuits
The round face of the sun
greeted me this morning…
Love Thing
Love is the most thing you can do…
Lonely Umbrella
After I had dismantled the pole, its pieces spoke to me…
Epitaph
We suspect no-one of his death. No one of his life, either.
Not Gardening
I am at a funeral. I do not know who is being buried. I see the coffin lowered into the ground. The pallbearers wear long dark coats...
Living the Freelance Life – Part 1
Bursting the Freelance Bubble The idea of freelancing, of being your own boss, sounds great doesn’t it? To have the freedom to work when and where...
Surviving Life
This is a bit about life. It's about setting sail on a distant sea, for an adventure no one has clear sight of. The adventure starts and ends with...
Focus on the present, and life will take care of itself
Here's a question for you - why do so many people spend their free time watching TV?Every day or evening families, loners, boys, girls, men, mothers...
The Value of Silence
“When the lips are closed, then the heart begins to speak.” Sufi saying.SilenceAh, if only you could get away from everything. Take a holiday, go...
Getting Writing Help from Hemingway
On-line Readability Assistance Now this is interesting. There's an on-line app - called Hemingway - which invites you to drop or...