I sit here twenty floors up in my glass walled transparent box. I see the twilight song begin; beyond my glass walls I see a mirage form. The sun is floating in the sky, it’s a ball of fire that’s rising instead of falling, I blink my eyes, and it’s still there. It’s soaring aboveContinue reading “Fata Morgana”
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Falling Between Stories
I am falling between stories I heard that “Big Girls Don’t Cry” A girl dressed in a red hooded coat looked lost Wandering in “The Jungle of Memories” “She Will Be Loved”, is the song he hums He’s still wondering why she left in a hurry Was it something he said? Only fools don’t knowContinue reading “Falling Between Stories”
Float
On this hill the sands of time brushed up against the future under the hawk that flew like a kite with the wind beneath his wings. Here the prints of our feet trampled the earth, as the strong voice of the tide curled and swirled over the sandy bay. You are the quiet and youContinue reading “Float”
My grandmother’s kitchen
I hear the sounds of grandmother’s kitchenBefore I even smell the aromas she createsI walk on in between thin wooden door framesThe floor of sand from the South China SeaCushions the soles of my broad flip flop feet Chickens, ducks, maybe a cat or twoRun free pecking, clucking, mewing tooThe chaos of animal chatter harmoniseWithContinue reading “My grandmother’s kitchen”
Have you read my books?
Dear friends, readers and newcomers, It’s been a while since I mentioned the books I have self-published. Self-promotion is a weird business for me so I’ll make the intro really brief. Maybe you would like to download one or two or maybe more, they are all available for FREE on Smashwords. Follow the link afterContinue reading “Have you read my books?”
Push the window latch
Push the latchCrack the bedroom windowSplit it open just a little bit Can you seeA rattan chair my mother gave meWhere I sit and rock dreamsWrite adventures I haven’t been onSpin stories no one reads I’d always wanted white paintedWooden windowsThe kind with chocolate bar panesThrough which I see the world in frames Grey curtainsContinue reading “Push the window latch”
A candle burning in the rain
I saw a candle in the rainI thought the water drops would snuff outBut the flame flickered strongThe rain came downHarder, fuller drops I saw the light bloomIn the hazy morning mistEquatorial raindropsPearls in the sunTears heaven shed I saw a candle burning in the rainOxidising water in airI wonderedWhat pattern this rhythm madeDeep withinContinue reading “A candle burning in the rain”
Within the light
“Rising from the past, my shadow is running in silence to meet me” – Anna Akhmatova I lost myselfTravelling inwardsOn that journeyAge prescribes Now I’m olderI pack a lot lighterThen my younger selfKnew how The tunnel humsA hollow tuneCalling and keeping time Within its yellow vortexA portal revealed itselfNothing was lostJust quiet for a littleContinue reading “Within the light”
touch the hope
And in days to come I may forget how your smile formed with the gentleness I have always loved. How your soft voice asked me how was the setting sun and night time stars. As the day moves towards its brilliant end your spirit pulls a little further away from me. For into the unknownContinue reading “touch the hope”
snow groomers
beneath the ache you feel for a distant memory the hormone of darkness brings you sleep of night shifts and snow groomers dancing across the universe of a velvet sky trimmed with a chaotic terrain where the sun sculpts the ice on the equatorial line passing through the furthest reach of your consciousness you countContinue reading “snow groomers”
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