Freehand – writing without thinking
Listening to myself on the radio right now (I have grown to like the sound of my voice, and never had to grow into loving the music I love, because… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: love
Extinguish
Neither love nor loss are stilled By the passing years and youth, Nor the edges of that memory Extinguished when the light fades At the end of one cycle beginning… Continue Reading
Knot
To the scientists, The brain is nothing more Than a knot of greyness Flecked with neural pathways And no nerves, a site for Trepanning and experiments. To the writers, It… Continue Reading
Sequence
The order of things, of everything, Is unclear in the mess of paper On the huge desk in front of him. Putting all these memories into Some kind of chronology… Continue Reading
Florence Cat – a eulogy of sorts
Those who follow some of my other social media will know that Florence, our oldest cat, died two days ago at the grand old age of 17. I just wanted… Continue Reading
87/2023
Springscape. Pigeons frozen In trees, the knife of wind from The north cutting into blood Across heath and city. The Stasis of waiting for what Every year promises but The… Continue Reading
24/2023
We phoned in sick that day, When no-one knew we were together, And drove west, work erased from our lives, Out to a place full of old cars, and Argued… Continue Reading
Day 268
Often, too often, I long back to when things were less complicated, back to when it was just M and me, or even to before that, when it was only… Continue Reading
Day 235
Sitting up again last night, I scribbled two pages that I planned to transcribe onto here this morning, but I’ve canned that. Where yesterday upbeatness came from, I don’t know…. Continue Reading
Day 164
It’s late afternoon, I’ve got Test Match Special on, listening to the fourth day of the test match of England against New Zealand. I have to admit that I had been… Continue Reading