I met her at a cafe she was on a common wall out of many one from behind the counter, standing tall She grew impatient quickly and asked me if I own my home No, I’m renting; I’d retort (what business was it of hers I thought) that’s personal – for me to know and me […]
Month: February 2019
Of character a face can tell
The camera shot me as I am And not as I had been – Was like the grass in time of drought Before rain turned it green. The bird appeared to be my friend Before he fell on me The ocean was azure blue – Dirt floated to the sea. As I recounted photos, past, […]
Lucky
It happened.finally.only yesterday I realised why Fires burned day and nighta day at the cinema changed my lifewe came home that day to a shell of a placepossessions lost – distraught, defaced. The rest of the war spent in another’s armsoutside London on a bourgeois farm.but where to now – a Southern Hemisphere yard?where brown […]
the bird with a whisper
You are the bird with a whisperthat flaps before speaking The yellow blossoms of wattlethat grow in the Spring The hibiscus in summerthat blooms, unexpected and the hours of shadethat help to protect it and when I see colourI think only of you ‘cos you are the rainbowafter the rain the white cloud with sunshine […]
Goodbye
He lay in loudest silence The light outside was dim In transience this moment Was a moment unto him The lamp-post seemed so distant The road it navigated – far Reaching to the end – He stretched his arm out There you are He’d travelled quite a distance His son was by his side Thoughts […]
Simple moments
Her supple hand touched the breeze The ladybird purged pests with ease His cherubic cheek brushed her arm The cattle egret eats the bug (alarmed) Farmland of languid lucid flocks She sensed the scene from far away A chance to laugh and love and learn Her time had come to reach (to yearn) Events – […]
I was robbed
I went to the vets this afternoon. An innocent visit that I thought would take a few minutes, maybe a little longer. I left their rooms feeling robbed. Blatantly. Completely. I drove away a fool. You see, we are all consumers – receiving goods and services from others who we consider ‘experts’ in their field. […]
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