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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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