A little note came up on this website today, congratulating me on 6 years of blogging here. I had not realised I’d been doing this for so long. I went back and looked at my first ever post, which you … Continue reading 6 Years on WordPress: His Final Life
An unknown song on the radio the song of whales, teletext televisions mouths of metal and floral print dresses waiting for something to happen “Meet me here at 11” waiting, I don’t know the words and I don’t have batteries, … Continue reading Cultural Scarcity
It’s a return to the place of childhood, not because he was young, but because the last time he was here his parents were alive and that made him someone’s child. Now he is alone, even though as the train … Continue reading She Remembers the Living and the Dead
Calling to rain down acid and granite eternity is a blessing Your demigod is a comfort Kill Suffer And nothing is pretty Continue reading Vitriol
Before: The Curious Light He should have rejoiced in his youth, but it is the way of the world to strive for maturity and then lament it when one is found there scant decades later. He did celebrate it in … Continue reading A Murder of Memory
Nothing is wrong, everything is wrong I’m burning phosphorus and tinfoil I’m greedy for air, gasping to walk I’m not hugging anyone anymore who needs it most?Walking to hear the song of the clouds taught to the whales explosions in … Continue reading Wilderness Orbit
Aglow in rain’s wake carving infinite patterns boteh in the sward Continue reading Waterbird Feeding Haiku
Words about a girl Pretty as a murmur in trees and eyes of the Dark GoddessWound like a clock spring, we are wounded, and weeping Dainty deceptions and the beak of the cockatrice Flooding the world with no room for … Continue reading No Room for Dawn
Everything feels far-away to the Boy, because everything is new. Each journey is awash with a thousand-thousand revelations; the shape of the trees, the silence of the snow, the colour of the buildings rendered in pink, yellow and cream. Church … Continue reading Shackles of the Absolute
This placid way this tardy blue angel Graduates remembrance at the table Withdraw reproach and tempt no protest here For we are thunderclouds to brook no fear My meter does now fund dispute. Alone the mortise seeks the tenon, carved … Continue reading Yearn for Dust
The lake is a black dress, rippling beneath her form that betray the alien sky, no crosses , no belts just that central star These hills are more than ever a portent of a path to take, which did not … Continue reading The Labours of the Natural Earth
I saved all of this sky for you All these unfair storms These motionless droughts These songs of wind and snowI took them from a locket of time and held close until this day where we could walk beneath its … Continue reading All of the Sky, for you
Administration that would squeeze a crash, So rare and so deep to watch them compete Enthusiasm takes lightning to flash and bow to the lines that never quite meetThese bridges feel puny, laneways are wide each lazy warm moment reaching … Continue reading Wipe the Stars Clean
Wounds in the limestone Invite the sun to enter these depths suffocate Continue reading Cave Haiku
I checked my compass, and wondered what lay ahead. An ocean of a world that made it clear with every step that I did not belong? Perhaps so, though here and there were moments that helped me realise that I … Continue reading Endless Winding Ways
Blaze of Obscurity 