the green light of left words flashes a cold message through the hours since sleep held the night and muffled the call of low hours. Now is not the time to lift the piece touch
Category: Poems
SereinSerein
From above, a drop, brief as a comma, spaced from the next by a breath of time not cold, not wet, a touch on the wrist and a sound – tick – or not quite
SeedbankSeedbank
At the window the blank of a dayedges up from an unseen horizon.A sudden tang of air shoulders space awayopens a door to a place long forgotten where scent seeded the rich red soil burnt
Two poemsTwo poems
A moment of unknowing I find my way to the bedand slowly nest myself between the sheetscareful not to awaken her sleep.Perhaps she dreams far from mewith people and places known and unknown surfacing from
meme
I approach the bed in darkness my head feeling happy for tomorrow there’s that coffee arrangement to look forward to and then…I slow need something there, search the cupboard, bare must find a place-filler for
winter nightwinter night
she closes her eyes to the storm outsideand blankets her dreams from the nightmaresof water standing day and night in a shackwhose cold members are splinted together for warmthand dread every sound heard from the
IncipienceIncipience
On the stem of incipient protea shark-shaped petals wax tight their cradle of colour, ready to bare the heart of bloom for creatures of earth and air to gather and gather until, full-blown by time
A running problemA running problem
I like to run long-distance races nothing ultra, of course, a half-marathon is quite enough to put me through my paces, beyond that it's simply not much fun. Now, sadly, that is something of the
A bird sangA bird sang
I met a migrant from a distant land who sang: in a garden beyond lies the wreck of a birdbath, pieces strewn across the sand, its slimed bowl cracked, of water not a speck. Split
Dark QuintetDark Quintet
Dead weight the paths behind us still on our heels we returned with wind on our faces into the air of the household and its company of chairs and passage. the curtained rooms had no