Poetry

As You Weave

As You Weave As you weave The mysteries of tomorrow, Someone clutches The vapours Of yesterday. So we Stand and …

Chance Encounter

It’s International Poetry Day today so I decided to flick through my book to see what I’ve got. I wrote …

With the thin blue line

With the thin blue line Set in the distance and a Golden blaze Bursting from it, Flickering and shifting, the …

Through the thinking-glass

Stood by the window, my dull Body radiated feebly As the glassy autumnal sun Shone sharp. Both femurs (Supposedly the …

Clouds

You awake from your cloud of dreams, shifting one way, then another. The overcast tumbles from form to formless to …

Perceptual Transitions

Out of the darkness, blinded By a gaze of white. Air Meets lungs like fuel to fire. Lame limbs mark …

A day in the life of

He rolls around his king-sized bed in distress. Suddenly He sits bolt upright and sharply Turns To face his alcohol …

The Liminal Age

Waiting for the afternoon chimes, As time half ticks but never quite tocks. These are the purgatorial times. What is …