I do say I’m sorry.I’m aware it’s a form of paymentTo bring the transaction back intoBalance, make amends and slowlyDraw the jagged edges back together.Still, things don’t look quite the same anymore.I’d prefer a returns policy.Can’t I just take it all back if I’m not happy with it?If so, how long until the guarantee expires?I […]
Veins protrude along the tops of My hands Look a bit similar to my Dad’s even though he’s 80 now. Our blue worms lie just under the surface of Skins Crispy Crackling Crinkled from the sun I see me in the mirror, 46 now In the harsh light I am getting on. My friend […]
Another dinner done. The grey, black and white bowls on the table are now empty Save for a few cooked grains of rice and smears of vegetable discarded Like the kids’ clothes all over the floors of their bedrooms. I could write a poem about these bowls, I say. You can call it: This is […]
Stemming from thoughts about Adam and Eve, this poem points to the grace required in a relationship between husband and wife, man and woman. (This poem comes out off my fiction work in progress; current title “Deedwell”. In this format, the following is not quite right for the book I’m writing, but it fits in […]
Any dog will become a leader, unless another is effective in the role. If you don’t want to be dragged around, you’ve got to make the decision to be the top dog! But it’s not always going to be easy. I’ve identified 3 specific challenges so far here. Taking on the role of a leader […]
To boldly go where weaklings feared to tread, I made my path, my fierceness ploughing through. Stamped feelings and that treasure down instead – It buried them. Distorted what and who. Was I not innocent then? My God. Hold me close, never let me know. Pull me to your fullness. Stay, right here. […]
Here’s a poem about disagreement in the wake of the current referendum about the difficult and emotive issue of the UK leaving the European Union. We all need grace more than ever to come together and work for a better future, despite our different perspectives. Poem on Disagreement: Minding the Gap We thought we could […]
Every new leaf I see at the moment excites me. Especially those on the apple tree in our garden, because I thought we’d probably killed the tree with over-zealous pruning in Autumn. I was studying that tree every day last month, and it took what seemed an age to produce just one little bit of […]
Here are some more words from the fiction I’m working on that might be called “Deedwell”. This is a bit where the main character is reminiscing: Because the old is gone. The past – behind me. And that past was once young, and once that past was the future, and then that past was the present itself, and so each moment […]
How can Hope remain when it is sucked away? Slowly twisted. Squeezed and drained away as Fuel. Liv arrives in The Only City joyful to have a future to be alive in. Her past now behind her. In this new world, there is no need to consider past or history, for in The Only City it is Only the City […]