Early Spring Haikus
moss covering brick last year’s leaves decomposing green appearing ~ February dawn magnolia buds open pink blossoms emerge
Category: Poems
The Words in Me
On the cool May water patient ducks do their duckly duty and chilled out swans lurch in almost imperceptible leaps.…
The pomegranate seed
I cut open a pomegranate and popped its seeds into a white bowl. They were vibrant and red, they glistened…
After the Storm
A poem from about 10 years ago After the storm There is a puddle in my garden. In the puddle…
Autumn Leaves and Autumn Trees
A couple of off the cuff verses inspired by two photos I took yesterday on a walk through Llandaff Fields…
More about poetry and its tendency to suck
So, now it’s Wednesday October 21st 2015. Over ten years ago, at the end of March 2005, I wrote the…
Poetry sucks!
I was just reading through an old notebook-journal type thing and came across the following ramble about poetry. I scribbled…
If we were rich
If we were rich, would we still have a table like this? A table covered in the most recently used…
Autumn’s breath
Hello autumn. It’s good to see you again. We missed your damp blowing. We need: your field-wide energy; to breathe your lullaby, before…