As we walk life’s tortuous paths  we encounter  seasons  as life rolls past Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter pass with certitude  a familiar refrain weather patterns change to unexpected patterns less no snow more rain making the season harder to explain As we walk life’s tortuous paths  our lives are like  seasons  Winter may seem to … More Seasons

Wide awake

Five thirty in the morning laying wide awake mouth  parched like the desert, bladder like a lake close  my eyes and try to doze, need to be comatose curled down on my side, breathing deep willing myself back to sleep mind  has other ideas, goes over issues, raise needless fears bladder grumbling hitting high, feels … More Wide awake

My home

Inside my bag are packed the things that fill my heart with joy the faded, threadbare shawl that whispers  a tinplate soldier toy. Inside my bag wrapped well in cloth  a tiny mirror fragment immortalised inside that glass the ghosts of those I love Some memories are intransigent Inside my bag stowed very safe two … More My home

The Line

A SYMETRELLE This is the line do not cross Don’t refuse to talk that’s dumb unjust Don’t Lash out – it will only breed mistrust In relationships lose the moral high ground Chose your reactions wisely, they need to be sound  Your drivers your beliefs turn judgements round Try to think, not just react choices … More The Line

Riding the storm

Sail shortened  she fights the storm Threatening light, thickened  gloom Gale increases the waves free form  Highest tide this phase of the moon Lee shore close, hear the warning horn Frantic sailors  fearing their doom Struggle on deck, two on the wheel  as the ship makes a heavy heel The captain orders take in sail … More Riding the storm

Celestial City

An Ottava Rima with an added refrain. Celestial City  floating  in the sky My heart is held prisioner in your vaults We are of different worlds I ask why my love was broached by your assaults your universe is where I must apply To break through a wall of blackened quartz Inside the maze I … More Celestial City

By line

By-line. She meets him on-line She is feeling feckless life devoid of excitement her need making her reckless On- line he gives her incitement He wants her to send a picture In a pose that is very seductive she fights her moral stricture thinking such ideas destructive She wants to look and feel glamorous she … More By line

Idle Dream

An Ottava Rima second stanza added a,b,a,b,a,b,c,c Those moments that I have, for idle dream, Are not spent, in the pasts celestial halls might …have … been, won’t change for all I scheme it just means locked doors and closing walls  dream future new, or lose my self esteem  condemn myself to run the wheel, … More Idle Dream

Museum of the mind

​Frozen in time, behind windows of glass in the museum of the mind Events from the past  But how clean are those windows?  From the thoughts we revive When we dredge deep, in minds’ recesses for treasures or lines Have some of the mirrors  become distorted,begrimed As we struggle to focus, to keep them alive. … More Museum of the mind