the theory of knowledge from a poet's corner
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 … Continue reading Choice
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, … Continue reading Of character a face can tell
It happened.finally.only yesterday I realised whyFires 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 grass turns … Continue reading Lucky
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 … Continue reading Goodbye
Deepened feelings saddened faces lost success in lonely places a winner’s mood in far off spaces humility and youthful graces it is her time achievement fated from childhood for this she’s waited emotion lost emotion found fifteen thousand in the round a trophy – heavy – hard to carry ergo will do well to tarry … Continue reading Naomi
the expressionless face hides behind the door – her elbows and knees fall below to the floor the expressionate face the centre of now – his body and soul climbing high from the bough the facade takes the place of the expressionless face and picks herself up by the door from the floor the centre … Continue reading faces
I have to print it out to break it down I have to read again to understand I separate the lines to see them flow and build a construct and watch it grow If everyanything* can be done and we make a life from one block – two then somebody’s something we grow to behold … Continue reading a poem
just when a ‘we’ becomes ill-defined we look up to the valley and down to the sky just when an ‘us’ hides behind a facade we look behind the horizon and beyond the yard and we find a ‘why’ and a ‘what’ and a ‘when’ and a ‘how’ as we stumble and fumble to reach … Continue reading Up or down?
This life of ‘I’ is a life of ‘am’ and I cannot live gluten-free sweet embellishments when in your world and spring will help me pass the brood she waits with patience – lures longing too long I thought yet so rewarding that it would catch me in the race to fashion feeling’s mirrored face … Continue reading This life of I
I walk beyond the fatal shore to see what gaze can bring and dance like a disciple rescued by the leader’s ring will he answer all my prayers and welcome me to home and be the man I always hoped would save me from alone the wind howls in the morning mist and hollers strident … Continue reading Absolution
