Read my poetry

  • New words

    After quite a long hiatus, I felt the return of a familiar sensation – the scratching of an idea, a phrase, yearning for physical manifestation. The inspiration came from observing… Read more

  • Drawing a line

    Tonight I went to a life drawing class. My second experience of such a thing. The model was a man, and I found it fascinating that he was under a… Read more

  • New Year’s Eve Party

    Hand on heart, it is probably a little too late to talk about New Year’s Eve! So, if that bothers you, feel free to think of this as a poem… Read more

  • Quiet moment

    A spontaneous poem, with a little rhyme. SilentI try to hold the beatin my mindbut it crumbles, Iam flying blind I try to paint the pictureof a yesterday,blending colours thatquickly… Read more

  • Sitting in a bar…

    Last month I went on a short vacation to a tropical paradise. One evening my wife and I found ourselves sitting in a crowded bar, watching a band set up… Read more

  • Short and sharp

    Feeling a bit cynical today…brought on by housework, I’m sure. NumbingFor medicinal purposesto smooth rough surfaces,so that I can fit in the moulds I’ve been soldand not feel the edges… Read more

  • Lunch time musing

    It’s coming to the end of my working week. I have been spending a lot of time in front of a screen, so imagine my surprise when I spontaneously wrote… Read more

  • Linking poet to reader

    Here is a little musing I had after lunch today. It was inspired by thoughts about what happens to a poem after it’s written…who ‘finds’ it, what do they make… Read more

  • Woven together

    This year has been difficult. The words that once flooded my day have remained, more often than not, ebbed out far beyond the horizon. But I am trying. And I… Read more

  • Return of the pen

    No doubt you have noticed that I’ve been absent from the blogosphere for the last 6 weeks or so. I needed to take a break, recalibrate some things, and overcome… Read more

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