Ladder
You’re too old for meTo teach you any lessonsAny more. I’m too old to believeIn any lessonsI might have been taught. We are all bornAt the foot of a well.We… Continue Reading
Life without ginseng
I suffer from mild depression. It may not appear mild to me or those around me, but, compared to those millions suffering severe depression, it is mild. Trust me. I… Continue Reading
October spiders
There’s only one shed in our garden that was already here when we moved in. It’s an old thing, covered in ivy and other climbers, with a roof lining of… Continue Reading
Half
The moon, A half of what it was,Glowers,Ashamed,A-hidden,Behind the tops of roofs,Of trees,In silence. Night closes Around what shines,A narrow coneOf uncounted light,Just an echo Of the sun,An unrehearsed refrain…. Continue Reading
fuck
fuck those words I waste on the media socialon the bullies who don’t understand fuck i could write thatinto a poem or a novelor a letter fuck black ink i… Continue Reading
You Don’t
You don’t know how much I love you AlthoughI spend nights awakeWhole nightsAnd nights awayWhole nightsAnd sleeplessLike the one nowAnd tomorrow And yesterdayBecause it doesn’t stop, in my head You… Continue Reading
My latest email to Tesco
I may, in due course, publish the whole email thread of my ongoing battle with Tesco regarding a faulty laptop, but thought a taster would do to start with: From:… Continue Reading
This Suffolk Idyll
When I tell people I don’t know that I live in a Suffolk village, they invariably sigh and say “How idyllic.” And that’s how I, too, thought it would be… Continue Reading
WWI Pentaptych
I. The lights go out over Europe Where war is too remote for understanding. Though it’s less than a generation Since genocide. #lestweforget II. #LightsOut In homes without walls In… Continue Reading
23 x 52 x 7 x 24 x 60 x 60
I have walked these yearsAnd failed to keep your pace.Often. I have stepped outBeside youAnd lost your handIn the race to the mundane. We forget what we live for. In… Continue Reading