My phone spies on me – rings random strangers, just for fun, sniggers in my ear. There’s no business… Life? No rehearsal – improvise, work for the laugh – smile as the curtain falls. Book shop Shoulder to shoulder, wait to be bought, browsed, read, returned to the shop. The cafe has closed down –Continue reading “5 Haiku”
“I want to spend my time with you”
Down the dusty, data-blown back streetsof my computer’s hard drive liesthe dumping ground – the placewhere failed poems go to die,and fragments too, which make me feelembarrassed or ashamed –lines leading nowhere, overgrownwith lush, excessive, choking adjectives;a rusting heap ofContinue reading “Junkyard”
Winnowing the wind long swooping sails sift voltage out of gusts and gales.
The loss of a child has always been a terrible blow
A circle of stones – an offering to the waters
You often see the ambulance round here (the population’s getting old) and things happen – usually at night. You see their headlights swing into our road, moving slowly till they find the house. They go in quietly, without a fuss. Ten minutes later and they’re out. Wheelchair or stretcher ? You can guess how seriousContinue reading “999”
Late October, when the world shifts towards winter. Trees stripped, leaves slimy underfoot and the lake, jittery with wavelets slopping and sucking at the bank. That’s when they come, riding the cold rivers of air- Canadas and greylags in their tribes chattering like children as the land unwinds below – matchbox roofs, glittering windows, theContinue reading “Autumn lake”