A selection of poems
a selection of poems from The Words in Me Dogs and Lambs My sister-in-law talks about dogs as if they…
Writer and Artist
a selection of poems from The Words in Me Dogs and Lambs My sister-in-law talks about dogs as if they…
moss covering brick last year’s leaves decomposing green appearing ~ February dawn magnolia buds open pink blossoms emerge
On the cool May water patient ducks do their duckly duty and chilled out swans lurch in almost imperceptible leaps.…
I cut open a pomegranate and popped its seeds into a white bowl. They were vibrant and red, they glistened…
A poem from about 10 years ago After the storm There is a puddle in my garden. In the puddle…
A couple of off the cuff verses inspired by two photos I took yesterday on a walk through Llandaff Fields…
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, would we still have a table like this? A table covered in the most recently used…
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…