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
shoulders
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.

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 …

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.

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 …

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 …

The Adventure of Uncertainty

Posted by on Sep 21, 2014 in Poetry

There was a time when I
looked for certainty.

Certainty in the outcome
of the events of
my own life.

And then I realized that
there was only one certainty …

Sea of Frustration

Posted by on Sep 14, 2014 in Poetry

As the world lay asleep, ignorant and unaware
of itself, it could point its finger outwards.

But as this same world began to awaken,
it understood its own responsibility.

And with such awareness
came the need to act.

For without action it would
sink slowly into
a sea of frustration.

Perpetual Summertime

Posted by on Aug 31, 2014 in Poetry

A man lived perpetually in the
summer time of his own life.

He lit up the world that surrounded him …

As the Light Makes its Way

Posted by on Aug 25, 2014 in Poetry

A man had lived in his imagination.
Ever since he was a boy.

For it was full of wonder and adventure
when set against the outer world
that housed his everyday life …

It Wasn’t

Posted by on Jul 22, 2014 in Poetry

‘What I thought it was, it wasn’t’
said the man whose opinions
had been so very
certain of themselves.

The Possible Cause of Invisibility

Posted by on Jun 8, 2014 in Poetry

A somebody walks into a somewhere and meets a someone.

‘Why haven’t I seen you before’ said the somebody, on recognizing a brilliant indefinable light set deep in the bones of the someone.

Where the Fool Stood

Posted by on May 15, 2014 in Poetry

‘I wish I were somewhere else’,
said the fool who’d
forgotten that where
he was, was the only place
he could ever be.

The This and That of Dreams

Posted by on Mar 24, 2014 in Poetry, Words

Her dreams said this, but her actions said that.

Shouting

Posted by on Mar 14, 2014 in Poetry

He shouts.

Because
he must
be heard …

Corporate Food

Posted by on Jan 21, 2014 in Poetry, Words

Today he ate corporate food.

Gleaming faultless in it’s perfectly
designed container. The perfect
actor in its own marketing legend.

Perfect to a first glance,
untruthful to a second.

And with his each mouthful
truth would fall a little
further from the world.

Here, or Not

Posted by on Jan 14, 2014 in Poetry, Words

I wrote these few words to open a film I made in 2013.
For me these words seem perpetual.

‘Here, or Not‘

More fool the man
whose very soul
stands apart
from the life
he chooses.

The Wrong Mountain

Posted by on Jan 5, 2014 in Poetry, Words

There was a man,
who could have been
any of us and probably is,

Who, after a long arduous ascent
full of grit and sacrifice,
glanced back across the horizon …