Beyond My Prior Courage

Posted by on May 18, 2016 in Poetry

Might the cause of my misfortune
live somewhere beneath the
seemingly clear reasons
why, and why not.

Somewhere darkened, and
beyond all my prior courage.

And if so, might I find such
courage to face all
that will from this moment,
become uncertain.

Dreams of No Interest

Posted by on Apr 28, 2016 in Poetry

‘I have absolutely no interest
in the dreams you so
earnestly chase,’
spoke his soul …

One Same Heartbeat

Posted by on Apr 4, 2016 in Poetry

Each of us stand seemingly
alone, as we cry out
for evidence
that we belong.

And as we cry out silently
through the actions
of our every day,
we step further
from our own sight …

In a Far Off Corner

Posted by on Mar 23, 2016 in Poetry

There are no far off corners
in this wide wide world.

And there are no separate lives …

On Wearing a ‘This is Enough’ Face

Posted by on Feb 8, 2016 in Poetry

A man sits quietly with his dog. He often sits quietly with his dog. She, with her ‘this is enough’ face. He, with his matching ‘nothing need be different’ expression …

A Girl Struck Silent

Posted by on Feb 4, 2016 in Poetry

Perhaps I wrote these few words about a character everyone knows. Or perhaps I wrote it for everyone who ever uttered a single word.

‘A Girl Struck Silent’

A girl whose words filled
every conceivable space,

was struck totally
and utterly silent …

A Place Beyond Description

Posted by on Jan 24, 2016 in Poetry

You and me
the silence.

So as not to
shatter it
with words
that never
been …

Lonely in a Crowd

Posted by on Jan 13, 2016 in Poetry

She stood lonely in a crowd.

Her tears too afraid to
show themselves.

Hiding behind words
she didn’t believe.
And a face too
fragile to belong …

Under the Stars

Posted by on Dec 14, 2015 in Poetry

When did you last lie
still as still can be,
and breathe in
the stars?

For they sit patiently
each night,
waiting for you
to share the
honesty of your dreams.

A Two Person Plan with Borderless Skies

Posted by on Dec 6, 2015 in Poetry

Let’s stand still
as still can be.

Then you be you.

And I’ll be me …

The Edges of the Sky

Posted by on Dec 5, 2015 in Poetry, Words

For if you don’t,
you may as well
round your
and shuffle lifelessly
towards a cold
unwelcoming grave …

The Smile That Fell Off

Posted by on Nov 25, 2015 in Films, Poetry

How could anyone hope to see her?

Through the brilliant white teeth of a smile that unwillingly joined her two ears …

But Said the Fool

Posted by on Nov 22, 2015 in Poetry

‘What if it were so much
simpler than that’

said the wiseman.

‘But …’ said the fool.

Undivided and So Still Attention

Posted by on Nov 15, 2015 in Poetry

Before your words
of encouragement
and well-timed advice.

Before items gifted at
beyond an arms length.

Did you ever consider
the one thing that
might turn the
entire world
on its axis.

Your undivided
and so still attention …

The Shackles Fell

Posted by on Nov 1, 2015 in Poetry

The shackles fell
on admission

that he had been
the one

who had fastened
them so very tight …

The Reflection

Posted by on Aug 1, 2015 in Poetry, Words

As I gaze into the world, I realise
that nothing falters in its
ability to reflect what
I’ve come here to see.

My challenge remains
to admit
to what it is
that I’ve seen.

Life and the Diabolical Hand

Posted by on May 24, 2015 in Poetry

‘What a diabolical hand I’ve been dealt’
considered the man with
misinformed eyesight.

Unaware that he was at
the very center of the
most privileged of games.

The Whisper and the Echo

Posted by on May 8, 2015 in Poetry, Words

A man looked for meaning.
For his very place in life.

He searched high and low.

He’d often hear a whisper, calling
his name from the other side
of what seemed like a door …

A Knowing Deep in Tired Bones

Posted by on Feb 23, 2015 in Poetry

A significant decision.

Put off until a tomorrow
that might never appear …

The Man with Perfect Feet

Posted by on Feb 17, 2015 in Poetry

A perfect man with perfect feet
resting on the perfect place
would continue to jump
in the hope that
he might reach
the place he believed
would be just right …

Meaningful Breath

Posted by on Feb 5, 2015 in Poetry

He and she. And you and I.
Seldom catch sight
of the space.

Of the space in which to
notice where we stand.

In which to draw
meaningful breath.

So what are we to do?

You and I.

What are we to do?

Unprotected Conversation

Posted by on Jan 28, 2015 in Poetry

‘How brazen’ they said.

‘How threatening‘ they thought …


Posted by on Dec 27, 2014 in Poetry

Perhaps the ten year old
had been his
very soul in disguise.

Come to shake him
from the prison of
his daytime …

Surrounded in the Key of B Flat

Posted by on Oct 12, 2014 in Poetry, Words

Running like a fool.
In a circle.
The same circle.
Looking different,
but actually
the same.

Oh shit …

As The Walls Came Tumbling Down

Posted by on Oct 5, 2014 in Poetry

As the walls came tumbling down,
and the very fabric of this world
drew its last gasp breath,

a father turned to an only son
and spoke his final words …