Flinders Lane stands still… beneath a crop of clouds that muster and cluster to the fluster of passing crowds. Flinders Lane stands still… wet with puddling pools that splish and splash to the slash of […]
Act and watch…
From ashes spread a plume of smoking guns rising, billowing, bringing clouds of grief to hills that bore the weight of sinking suns … so set a silhouette without relief. With night’s consent an intangible […]
Every Year
Every year invents its own importance; inflates its credentials, and over-toasts its claim to ‘best of’ status. In a glance it’s gone: hot air and a bag full of boasts! Last year, as with others […]
Thoughts Condensed
… used to write observational ditties. Sunrise anecdotes, as they rose to view. High-rise moments that could tickle and tease. Bric-a-brac messages from me to you. Kept them in a folder, tattered and torn: My […]
Rooms To Let
Their grip on life was tenuous at best; they faced disease, disaster, distortions of human spirit. They’re laid to rest in shallow graves – in short-cut proportions. They were denied the surety of time, that […]
Just a poet
Do not give that poet licence to print. Trust him with nothing more than a bent quill. Give him no room to manoeuvre, no hint of suggestion; no modicum of thrill; nothing to spill upon […]
One More Sonnet 