Imagine a forest in your heart with big boughs that reach deep that hold you in the morning light and rock you till you sleepContinue Reading
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Blue
Blue like the wind blue like the air blue like a ground no one walks on arms no-one holds hearts without witness. Blue was herContinue Reading
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Wind riders
You’ll see me in the willow tentacles moving to my beat you’ll hear me in the aspen groves leaf upon leaf you’ll feel me atContinue Reading
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Insomnia poetry – snippets from the night
When the sun last left in the time it will take to get to dawn, when the air is devoid of modern sounds and theContinue Reading
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A poem: Nature’s role play
I’m not traditionally a poet, but this past year I have found it hard to write anything except poetry. Odd. But I’m going with it. Here’s oneContinue Reading
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Head cycles – another poem
I found 2021 a hard year in which to speak. Many days I felt I had lost my words, unable to complete sentences. I’d startContinue Reading
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2 Ode 21
Too many steps yet here is the end we longed for but thought would never come. Feet burned from the heat heels cracked from theContinue Reading
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Stop it, just stop it
I’ve noticed, of late, actually scratch that, I’ve noticed for a long time the number of people who comment on images of their friends’ daughtersContinue Reading
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The puddle that thinks it’s a creek
“Hey, how are you?” It’s Justine, my friend from Queensland calling to make Christmas plans. “You’ve got me in the middle of burning my motherContinue Reading
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The life of an adult child
For six weeks in a languid summer four years ago, deep in the south of France, I lived a simple life in a medieval villageContinue Reading