The scenery at large is much the same. Division of the canvas is at scale. My chair’s vista, its aspect, holds its frame. Too much of the same; how soon the fresh goes stale. And […]
Month: June 2015
Break of Day
This new morning plays a still symphony. A soft blue haze gives the sun its fresh start. ‘Kookaburra sings in the old gum tree’ Birds of the woodwind harmonise in part. Sounds of colour, yellow-tipped […]
Five Starlings
A cool morning breeze, whispers crisp and sharp. Dappled shadows scattered in commotion. Rustling leaves give voice to a scratching harp. Splash of mauve begins the day’s devotion. Mottled yellow, wattled gold, rusted bark. The […]
Failing Forward
The young talk in terms of ‘failing forward’. They have swallowed an implausible pill. ‘Failure’s now an option’ – one they applaud: ‘Why fear failure? An innovator’s thrill!’ Let’s stop, let’s pause, let’s think on […]
Containment Lines
Containment lines are none the worse for wear. Tide has turned and she was not washed to sea. Save for watermarks, she’s all in good repair. With the swell came contentment’s remedy. At tide’s turning […]
An Empty Chair
The objectified ‘that’ – too anonymous to hold the interest of a poet’s eye. Too without likeness to ever be ‘this’. Too void of character to qualify. The unsatisfied ‘that’ – ever restless, desperate for […]
One More Sonnet 