Dear sun, so happy you are here, near to my person, the ache is gone and I am again cradled in your arms.
Category: Other Days…Other Roads
Ring! Hi Mum it’s me!
Beside the tree a solitary Christmas penguin. To the other side a dish carrying ceramic bear…
… 86 to 120
All engines are firing…perhaps a bit rough but I have been sensing this return for a bit. On my way here I was anxious, yearning…the desire for one more try…I am ready…it has been a long while.
Help To Light My Way
Soon your birthday…no way to be…no way to be…Me: Sorry I won’t be there for your birthday…You:…it’s alright…[easy lovin’ you…
Steel Rule Over the Falls
Heron Spreads its Wings In my presence the steel rule plummets to the tiled floor of criss-crossed ceramic and grout – the rule’s edges crashing upon the two colour pattern conjures a zenith of endless Zildjian cymbals rising in multiple shimmers all caught within an empty room of echo. My tranquil domain shattered – the […]
Where have I fallen?
For two days the sun hides behind the counter-battle of grey skies and clouds teasing a fantastical but never occurring downpour. But hare self has become unconcerned, the sun will return, the shelled ones are in command. I turn to ponder turtle and tortoise, the shells I have seen.
Soar in the Light
Once sneering towards the operatic…but what wisdom comes with age…perhaps gentle ears finding joy in the sound of balanced voices. What joy is this but my own and what more can there be save perhaps the joy shared with others. These works are someone’s work…their work…their effort…so much easier to cast shadows then light…bring me the light, we will shine, we will soar.
Bears and Rabbits Forever
Rabbit asked as rabbits can
How come too glum the rabbit began
And bear confused…you understand
Finding the Gentle Arc
To hear of one so travelled…who stopped as someone’s angel…who found happiness just in the finding. I belong here more than ever as voices once known well ring true…their hand has done their angel guidance atop this wildwood hilltop.
One Buffalo Less
Perhaps it was a way of home running alongside the car as the landscape changed. Laughter, humour, …the way of things…until one day 11 June 2021…we became one buffalo less.