Monthly Archives: February 2015

You speak in the code of silence Her stupidity your licence The trigger; her own sin An idiotic lack of discipline She needs to learn the gift Of less is more, that thrift Will see her through this What’s lost … Continue reading →

I fell into the trap of modern technology The arrogance and immediacy of response The filter not set Now I regret A temptation I should have known to avoid A need for speed and preference for words Better not said … Continue reading →

she runs again after the winter of discontent after the dissatisfaction of stillness the girl born to fidget and flight runs again night running the frigid twist of bitter chill from the air, fills her lungs, as she runs, she … Continue reading →

The fates find you for me The fragile filigree Of emotion forms At first fascinating We are finally joined The thirst of our eyes Thrills through our flesh We are united, we are one Your displaced hate grows, Destroys, replaces … Continue reading →

lost here without you last winter frost on window warmed by memory

I thank you again We fall over ourselves with politeness Programmed to respond We even apologise on demand Known for saying sorry When stood on by others

It starts like everything starts Like the way mother would wipe your face A corner of a moistened handkerchief The dirt washed away leaving a clean spot Amongst the grime of a day at play You begin with a mop, … Continue reading →

We all talk of the kindness of strangers And forget the loyalty of friends On the occasions that we lose ourselves They find us again, bring us back Make tea, serve up cake and laughter When days darken and you … Continue reading →

This is real Not assignations with half-known strangers Across crowded rooms that cease to be We are being reality You might count the miles and see them as more significant Build barriers and see troubles You are wrong Silent lists … Continue reading →

The first police report came in on the hour 11.00 After the last post had been delivered After the postal worker had finished his shift 11.00 A tangle of events impossible to unweave Random dispatches from panicked voices On telephones, … Continue reading →