Friday, 4 November 2011


move constantly
     have connecting chambers
         crucially are small, concentrated
            laugh or cry at folly of mind games
             link to others – work with eyes, loosely
               hot or cold, cool or warm – drive the vehicle
              feel for destiny inside blackness unknowable
             often become forgotten by humdrum separation
       in a crisis, discover a truth  formerly unbeknown
             small – expand; larger – contract: constantly
               leap when touched – like a jiminy cricket
             work – stretch and pull, pull then stretch
            despite the stretch, hardly ever snap
         open to include; close to exclude
     serve a greater goodness
ultimately sacrifice.

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

Bring it on

Today I put
pistachio nuts around
an anthill entrance
to see if little characters
- each the same – could still get in;
work together, sort it out

but, first, they dragged the furthest
shells into their mix;
flicking and yanking,
making their tiny context,
more abundant,
more challenging;
more interesting.

Monday, 31 October 2011

Combiing the Shadows

A man I had not met
told a story about leaving
England for life
on a sweet Greek island.

Like many tales
it was glances to ground,
an occasional lull
and breath;

reflected shadowy trees,
gaps between leaves,
sentences unfinished,
words unsaid,
letters, spaces,