Democracy is bewildering. I have no allegiance Except to my garden Where good advice is found. Grass roots can become invasive. They gain momentum and Before you know it Look as though they own the place. You may want a manicured lawn But daisies and clover are essential. Diversity is required For bees to remain […]
Despite my independent heart Fabulous friends Friction free family And Ever present wet nose of my furry familiar Sometimes What I need Is an uncompromising lover To wake with me in the dawn light And tell me today will be just fine.
Stealer of chips Shitter of shits My clean car yesterday White-washed this morning. Calling angrily from chimney pots Swooping at dog walks Why are you still here seagull? The herrings are long gone. I saw them, in the museum Worked by the fisher girls. Split, gutted, cleaned, brined, smoked, When this town had industry And […]
So I am a member of a writers group. It is small and imperfectly formed, but it does offer me the challenges I need in my busy world, if I am ever to get the ideas in my head on to a page. We are not the Bloomsbury Group. I’ve checked on the Internet*. Our […]
Cease the listening for the ring tone That you set up just for them. No mistaking, they’re not calling. It won’t ever ring again. Stop your scrolling for a message, When it isn’t going to come. Face the latest piece of silence, For the truth is that you’re done. Waste no time reviewing emails In […]
Ignite not the night With words of wanton passion Poured in to my passive ears Like sweet wine to parched lips Strike not a spark Against the flint of my bones For fear of my tinder dry heart Catching light and burning fierce Create no wisps of imagining That threat to build a forest fire […]
Candice loved Harry very much. She was going to marry Harry. At six years old hamsters are that important. Mr Tibbles also loved Harry. Mummy said so, when she spotted him on Harry’s cage, in the bedroom this morning. Candice wasn’t so sure. Mr Tibbles usually licked his lips like that when he ate. In […]
Oh dear, the poetic muse has gone a little AWOL in the last couple of weeks. But I have an excuse. I’ve joined a writers workshop. I can only recommend it as a course of action. Particularly if, like me, you love the idea of writing but time and motivation (or rather lack of these) are […]
Out Far Large White On pale mackerel cloud Over deep black night. She stares at me. A mystery, Despite the brief touch of man.
Eat a sandwich at my desk, Or go out for a jog? Instead I chased some squizzels Round the graveyard, With my dog. I did not have a lunch today. I will not win a race. But oh the joy of waggy tail. The smile upon my face. The graveyard was deserted But I’m sure […]