Friday, August 31, 2018

Untitled (Aubade)

Love, love, the clouds went up the tower of the sky..
Pablo Neruda


See the gloss of daybreak
how light curves from oblivion
cuts a path over water –
you rise from bed, leave

your lover dreaming of a silken shore
and you, distant, a smooth pebble
skimming the mirrored sky
as the horizon burns –

Your eyes, deeper than estuaries –
your familiar hands, unravelling
songs written by the blue

For Karin Gustafson's Going, Going, Gone challenge, a poem in 55 words.

This is an open invitation to share your Flash 55 in the comment section below.
Here's to a Kick-Ass Weekend, for Galen and Hedgewitch, in her leave of absence.

Sunday, August 19, 2018



I am cauldron
of the dark side of the sun –
multifoliate flower
on the blasted bough of midnight

I am furnace
burning with blackened flame –
tarnished coin
on the eye socket of death

I am shadow
stain of the blood moon –
mirthless medallion
caught between teeth of a fool’s grin

For Brendan's Totems challenge:  How would you carve your totem song?

Friday, August 17, 2018



Because of you, I love simplicity –

the flower of strawberry
five white petals that fall too soon

as I love the green certainty of fruit
in knowledge that summer returns

I love the simple courage of your hands –

I place upon your open palm
the sweet ripe berry of my heart

Because of you, love –

Because it's Friday, and time for Flash 55! Any one else who would like to participate, please add your link in the comments section below... and let's have a Kick-Ass Weekend for Galen & Hedgewitch, in her absence.

Thursday, August 16, 2018

As A Stormcloud

As a Stormcloud
on Instagram

The west wind blew in
a poem lovely as a stormcloud –
it electrified my hair
and rained in my teacup
but I stirred, stirred
until it dissolved away
and I swallowed the bitter brew –
opting instead
to feel nothing today.

Micro Poetry ~ A Poem Lovely As

Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Sleep-Walker (Visual & Spoken Word)

I have recently ventured into the world of Instagram, looking for a new way to display my poems. Here, I share the pictures of a poem written with nib pen and ink in a moleskine notebook, and the reading on Soundcloud.



Friday, August 10, 2018

Simple Remedies (Flash 55)

Simple things became surreal, malevolent
Maureen Hynes


Poison doesn’t kill
you overnight
when you sip it slowly –

you forget the sting
of a bee
on the back of your hand
and marvel, instead
at its lightness of being –

you shed tears
for eulogies of strangers
merely half a cup of grief –

forget to mop the saltwater
bonfire of your own
unswallowed fears –

This poem is in part inspired by the title of Milan Kundera's post-modern novel, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, and in part by the photograph, entitled Still Life (1908) by Adolf de Meyer.
I have also used a selection of 5 words from the poem, The Horses, the Sorrow, the Umbilicus by Maureen Hynes and featured in Sherry's Wordy Thursday

I am posting selected poems on Instagram, so please follow me HERE.

For Friday Flash 55 Fans:

If anyone would like to share their 55-er this weekend, please leave a link in the comments below. Let's have a Kick-Ass Weekend.

For good measure, a reading.