They told me it was beautiful Out today But I wouldn’t have known Sitting curled up in a chair Behind closed curtains. With every problem in the world Prancing like shadows before my eyes. They say it will be beautiful… Read More ›
I recall a short story I had written in school back in Scotland looking out of our window at the whirling snowstorm blanketing our streets, roofs and gardens. We were young. My teacher said we could reach for the stars…. Read More ›
I woke up tired today. Hot sweet Expressos In tiny white cups, Stirred me a little. But lethargy, And the heat, And the crushing humidity Made me anxious, Gave me palpitations, Made me light headed And confused. … Read More ›
Good afternoon. Some wine, Break bread, Listen intently As the afternoon breaks, Out of Morning’s cold clutch, And becomes Luminous, In its own right. Pulling the river and the people Quicker Towards a red silver evening.
I know what the sand on a French beach feels like Underneath my feet and startled by the friction feelings Heightened by the foam lining the rocks Much harder under My body pressing down to push me through the cracks… Read More ›