Saturday, 29 October 2011


A dusty track,
a cricket leaps.
As I approach,
she leaps again.

Slowly, I step up to
stalk the little jumper,
hoping for surprise.
She stands cool as rock

until, with a blur
of high air,
her gossamer,
she floats and weaves away
into a spectacular destiny.

Thursday, 27 October 2011


At the top of my favourite
Lakeland mountain
I catch the sea
glinting distant – flat and grey.

Peering from
the summit cairn
a far skein of steel
glints, communicating.

Of course, it’s nuts
to think the sea could really

although, when close,
it never stops talking,
waving and rushing,

supporting and killing;
impeccable, unrelenting
salt. Different from sand,

electricity or breath:
impossible to own,
upping the ante

- like love.

Tuesday, 25 October 2011

Feral café

A kitten,
neat as a razor,
leaps on my lap and purrs
like a Harley;
curls fast asleep
with its nose in the folds,
trusting its time to relax.

Next night, we buy the vibrating furball
dinner for our trouble.
Sweet as a swordfish.
You monkey!

Sunday, 23 October 2011

Greek Island

Pop music, sunset,
swallows arc at mosquitoes,
boats, clouds and sea rocks.