Replete
Magpies are sages not thieves, Graceful messengers of all life’s Giving and taking, replete with Wisdom and intelligence, the Shape of the black and white Phoenix burnished with the fire… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: poem
Towering
Olives only fruit from new growth. There must be a pruning after each harvest For a fresh one to grow. There can be No towering majesty in the fight To… Continue Reading
Nuance
Speed Nuance Let’s do a puzzle, take it Apart piece by misshapen piece, And change the shapes into something new. Like the dripping days of a static time, The lost… Continue Reading
Translate
Why rain translates into depression For June babies is another unknown. But humans are meant to be adaptable and Resourceful, AI argues. In fact, we are the Repositories of all… Continue Reading
Absent
We are the museums of absent things. Love, sun, warmth, cats. Tenderness. Money. Time. In the scheme of absent things, Nothing weighs more heavy Than what isn’t there. In the… Continue Reading
Broadcast
The state media will not broadcast Any criticism of its state nor the state Of it. There is silence in the corridors Where decisions are made in rooms Behind closed… Continue Reading
Stubborn
When she unlocks the cellar door for The first time in a decade, the Familiar scent of the damp takes her Even further back, to her first time. She switches… 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
Collar
His collar is steel, gilded In red silk or whichever colour Matches his clothes of the day. Sometimes it’s the colour of His skin, and only if you look Closely… Continue Reading
Fortuitous
Today’s glorious warmth has made Me homesick for Crete and the village That’s become my home. I went for a Long slow stroll in the sun and Watched the rush… Continue Reading