Day of the Dead – Samhain
It is very strange to find that some of my best friends are the same age that my mother was when she died. Not only does it, yet again, remind me just how ridiculously young she was when she died, but also, how we are all ageing.
I remember my Nonna saying how hard it … Read more
I don’t really know what to think about the Queen’s death…
I don’t really know what I think about the Queen’s death
apart from how old I am,
how time passes,
how lost they look,
how everything ends
everything dies,
how like Ozymandias,
nothing will remain.
I don’t know how I feel about the Queen’s death
..except that I feel as I do when,
with … Read more
Home
Home
Where the cat
brands the
old wooden chair leg
carving it
ornately,
deftly,
a master craftsman,
hollowing his back
as his claws reach,
shoulders stretched,
drawing down
paw
by
paw,
all might
and magnificence,
satisfied
at the stretching
of sinew
and the sharpening
of claw,
insouciant
nonchalance,
sleekly
furred,
adored.
… 
To look for wonder
To look for wonder
This week
By the sea
In community
Has reminded me
Of simplicity
Screenless
Phoneless
Silent
Stillness.
Reminds me how to pay attention,
How to move the paint brush,
Sing a song,
Lie starfished floating.
How to sit and gaze as gulls kite high,
As terns skim waves,
Watching
rabbits dart,
Kittens … Read more
Small light
Small light
It is beyond dusk,
the fishing boats dot the dark with light,
the waning moon in hidden by long awaited rain clouds
percolating.
I am sniffing my way through up the woodland path
home,
fully feral after days of sea
and tangled
matted hair.
Gate closed,
step one,
then two,
and there it … Read more
Today I swam with a shoal of fish
Today I swam with a shoal of fish
along an English shore.
I paid no attention to the fishermen in their tiny tents
escaping who knows what
or maybe just content to gaze out to sea.
I arrived at dawn across the tiny, glistening circles of crunching stone
and sighed sadly to see the silver… Read more