Dance the dance that gives a chance To come again before the end Build the build that holds a choice To feel, to fawn, via the voice That speaks to you and speaks to me As I look through glazed window to the sea That … Continue reading Dance
Category: Life
The Cotton Dress
He slunked down to the ground He saw a shadow, not his own “Where have you been?” She asked him with surprise. “I’ve been here getting shade From the baking morning sun.” The park was empty But for their huon cries. “You left … Continue reading The Cotton Dress
‘Prison’
Just started working 9-5 for the first time in a year. Hard to get back to the daily grind after book-writing and poetry. Here’s my take on Week 1, with a bit of satirical humour thrown in for good measure ‘Prison’ It feels … Continue reading ‘Prison’
Eumundi
I felt relieved I was no longer On the freeway. Happy, too, that I’d left Traffic lights behind. In two hours I’d gone from a gold coast To adventure. The sunshine was my GPS – I’d peeled away life’s rind. ‘We love our kids, … Continue reading Eumundi
White – the ‘blush’ of new beginnings
Some say we must experience loss before we can truly love another. If that’s true then the two go hand in glove, like a picture in a puzzle, like the final piece of that uncompleted jigsaw. Like the face without a frown, like the red … Continue reading White – the ‘blush’ of new beginnings
Grey – the colour of compromise
Compromise lives in uncertainty’s world: a sense of not knowing what path one should take: to look forward with a smile or back with a solemn frown. Who’ll guide me, who will listen? Does anybody care? I look left, I look right: is anybody there? … Continue reading Grey – the colour of compromise
Black -the symbol of grief
A sense of losing what, once, was held so dear: what, once, was held so close to the heart. Oh, how to live, to begin again: to start to feel life hasn’t ended yet? But how to leave this path of loneliness? How to see … Continue reading Black -the symbol of grief
