Who do you spend the most time with? Feet filled with little knives To be left in the glare of the forest master Your hand in mine, all these lives And a barberry scented disaster. Meet me beyond the pines. … Continue reading Your Hand in Mine
Eight minutes ago, a message came. Nowadays it is common to feel uneasy at any phone call you receive. Generally it’s going to be a robot scam, or bad news. Eight minutes ago a text message came to the phone … Continue reading Coma Miracle
This is a fragment, scribbled into the sand and light slab of miracles we call a phone. I’m sitting in a waiting room in the hospital while my youngest son is assessed by a paediatrician. My wife is in the … Continue reading Thinking in an Emergency Ward
It’s cold somewhere, but warm everywhere elseI remember a rising moonA loving time with too many tearsA forest, a lawnA place we sang songsWhen screens were rareAnd chestnuts bloomed in our pockets Continue reading Chestnuts Bloomed
Don’t tell me, unless you have to Your sadness touches me like points of light Filtered through all the leaves In a summer forest. Walk and wait and talk And we got old, somehow And a thousand feet below Deer … Continue reading Curve of a transept
With dignity, we will leave though I’m not sure how. Some days the rain falls soft enough to sing as it falls, yet leave the world dry. Some days the moon will rise in a violet sky, and shine on … Continue reading Violet Skies
For a recently passed family member Continue reading Withered Haiku
On Wednesday night my wife received the expected call telling her that her Grandmother had just passed away. It had been 2 months since the diagnosis of Pancreatic Cancer had been made and though the Old Lady confounded the prediction … Continue reading A Whorl of Joy and Grief
After my father died yearning became a ritual every morning at work – my first office in my current job, taken the year he passed, was a windowless room down the corridor towards the staff bathroom, and was dark and … Continue reading Skies of New Tears
The water never ceases to make my heart hurt It is a river, passing through limestone valleys so narrow- how the fuck did this happen? As though I didn’t speak to ex wives and former girlfriends almost daily. But the … Continue reading After Football Practice
I see flowers first, like a burst of lightafter a blow connects with my face.She hits harder than Ali – as best I can tell.And she is not even moving- or awake.A crystal wandered into my inner earsending me lurching … Continue reading Dizziness Wake
At the time of writing it is about 40 minutes since a member of my family died; Great Grandmother to my children. Beyond the cliches of relief that her suffering was not too drawn out, beyond the knowledge that being … Continue reading Lilac and Star and Bird
Blaze of Obscurity 