Real Poems

Words really matter. Blavatsky said 'the universe is never again the same for every word spoken!'. Reading and writing poems and poetry helps me concentrate on words, thoughts, feelings. My first son, Andrew, has Down's Syndrome and he allows me to see the world differently and that's a great source of inspiration - as are my sons Angus, Adam and wife Amelie...........words, poems, feelings ...........Love - of course!!!

Saturday, 6 October 2012

Oh God

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Happiness or lousy life? Head to foot in fear and wonder, am I in the dark or light? Will I live as prey or hu...
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Wednesday, 3 October 2012

Here

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Mostly, I do my best to fend off pointlessness but here, with breakfast bacon, coffee, iPad; I get it down. Left and right, t...
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Monday, 1 October 2012

Hello

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Feet have almost gotten home - through the gate, the path, a door, turning green to grey and brown; from n...
Wednesday, 19 September 2012

Chaconne

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He walks along in personal space - now - worry a lot, because there’s a violin case in his left hand. You never ...
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Sunday, 16 September 2012

Skimming Hope

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I threw a Word - a big, flat word - * spinning in seconds * and the Word rebounded from an ear, mystically bou...
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Wednesday, 12 September 2012

Rain in my Brain

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Rain plummets and spatters consistently the top of our tent. North wind pushes wavering walls, rumbling,...
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Friday, 7 September 2012

Camping

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Morning mayhem. The tent’s buffeting like a mountain lion. Truer than words, it rumbles.   And up in the sky a hug...
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