Growth is not measured in the present moment It is always by looking back, seeing the difference Between there and here, that we are able to take a bearing Growth is not linear, it is not lateral It is perhaps more accurately, a series of curves that only a certain spatial awareness gained from standing […]
If sensitive to the less than picturesque ravages of time The grey hairs The wrinkles Outwardly changing Picture instead this The unravelling of all constraints which fear has laid upon you What others might think Or dread at what might happen If.. If you simply be and let all that is tightly buttoned and choking […]
The fingers of God A phenomenon which occurs when sunlight pours through clouds and reaches for the earth That sight which some poetic soul long ago coined “the fingers of God” A soft voice that whispers in our ears of awe and wonder Sometimes lyrically recalling a snatch of beautiful memory laid down in reverie […]
This word is broken I cannot use it anymore It conjures up all together different and opposing meanings from that which it is supposed to To me This is the trouble with words They come to us innocent and blank and we take them and sully them with the way in which we use them […]
The shadow of who we think we are looms tall and wide It blocks the light of potential that shines inside Every Single Person We have to confront this false thing again and again and again And it’s painful and raw and humbling We tumble through space at a thousand clicks a second Frozen in […]
Incrementally That’s how we die Year after year goes by and we don’t really stop to contemplate that we are aging The big signs aren’t always there either I’m fitter now then I was in my twenties I suffer no aches or pains A couple of silver hairs but not many and I rarely see […]
The road into the centre of being Narrow Easily missed A cats whisker A thousand smiling selfies Placement within beautiful scenery Over the shoulder Debonair smile Click They’ve missed it But wait awhile, solitary on the mountain side Watching them come and go Like human tides Hear them approach, some chat like birds Footfalls loud […]
Childhood Homes It is as it always was Though different Ceilings lower Paint worn And the steps of the staircase I once walked Seem narrower Darker I don’t quite trust that creak beneath my feet It all feels very fragile Or is that me? Where once I ran without thought Rooms echoing to the sound […]
The sky is pulling closer to the earth My feet sink into mud Shallow and slippery Breathing is a damp mist I do this and then it is done Another day opened without a sun Cold grey mornings strung together A necklace of prayers Mental fingers counting every one Monday Tuesday Wednesday The to do […]
