A writing career, it appears, requires infinite patience or at least a lot of it and the last fourteen months has not uncovered a mother lode of the stuff buried deep within my psyche. However, I have a couple of …
Along a Lazy River Road
Cycling along the river side, leaning into each twist and turn. Falling into a rhythm. The sun begins to burn. Hearing the leaves, rustle in trees. Those on the ground go crunch. Taste the salt from the sea. Feeling the …
Kaleidoscope Sky
Fifty years of kaliedoscope sky. Aimless days in the life too quickly flowed by. Lucy is gone. No more help from a friend, to fix a hole so the mind can still wend. Pepper marks time from below and above, …
Film Noir
A monochrome mist casting its spell. Receding footsteps after she says, “Farewell.” Black hat waits behind a finger of smoke. She walks towards him while tight’ning her cloak. “It’s better this way,” that is what she’d said. Emptied he turns. …
Tumbling Water
A small spring laughs over a sharp descent. Collects in a pool, its energy spent. Trickles on, more slowly, to meet the sea, to rise as vapour, head landward with glee. To fall as rain to fulfil its intent – …
The Beauty Within
Much is made of life’s blistering pace. Judge only the surface. Get on with the race. Rush madly, think quick, as long as it’s slick. Run as fast as you can – nothing will stick. Take time, look deep, search …
Another Road
Longer shadows, weakened sun, mark season’s change has begun. Summer’s days – all but done. Yet onward creeps this petty pace – this petty race. To stop and stand has no sound base. Another road with another turn leads onto …
