two lavender flowers in glowing stance this morning’s solar plexus This evening my brother rang. In jest I said "I hope you're ringing to give me an idea for a poem." He responded smilingly (you can tell over the phone) with "Yes, the idea is... the sun orbiting a flower. That's all I can give … Continue reading The Sun Orbiting A Flower
on burgeoning red, this creamy lace antimacassars at grandma’s house photinia flowers
Old leaves; creased, dried and clustered in beige tassels hang. Dangle of clean underwear.
i feel fast. rage, hurt, unfairness. but knowing how to react or even the reasons for the feelings is slow like digesting a heavy meal, and then when the evolution from snap feeling to reasoned argument occurs, i am lost as to what to do with my reasoning. people don't like it when you track … Continue reading Hare & Tortoise
the quiet flatulence of tyres on gravel embarrassing manoeuvres
is that how a star feels? spraying out glitter to disguise a dark, gaseous core
The orchestra's voices join - flute and tuba speak. A world where all are valued.
The sun's eye burns white, shadow's foot bows tall grass heads. Impetuous clouds