Windvoiced
Will there be,the footprints leftat least a while,beforethe wind & waveshave washed awayall traces leftof me? Me, myselfambitions gone? Yet, forgotten ismuch betterthan remembered& despised. So, listen to the windrejoiceand […]
Will there be,the footprints leftat least a while,beforethe wind & waveshave washed awayall traces leftof me? Me, myselfambitions gone? Yet, forgotten ismuch betterthan remembered& despised. So, listen to the windrejoiceand […]
My mind abuzzin closenessskin to skinmane on chest,alloy of breaththat set ablazemy blood;my loins, my fleshwhilein my veinsyour venomslowly swirlsto mouldmy wit to yoursuntilyou leave mecolderthan before. Today Mish hosts […]
Behind my blind spots lurking, hidden partsof self, the secrets hidden, and shamefulare those tiny lies discolouring my heart.My blue-sky smile is all in vain, a painfulbursting scab — a […]
(i)Bloom-eyed, softly slithers, snake-tailed,seeking sustenanceof cream anda song-bird’s heart. (ii)Purring with retracted clawswe offer heraffection, lovewhen all she craves is nosh. (iii)Sleeping,but for a house-mousestirring, shewill bounce to murder,and proudly […]
The other day when watching the Antique Roadshow I started to ponder about the antiquities of tomorrow. Nothing made by human hands, produced in sweatshops, synthesised from chemicals and burning […]
practising for a whole life
dancing with my muse
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.