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outstaring a blank wall
outstaring a blank wall
You stand before a wall.
It waits, blank as withheld breath.
What hovers over you?
Drafts unpinned,
stories unspoken,
videos sealed,
pages chasing horizons
that never arrive.
Perfection dithers—
a mask for delay.
What if you placed
one imperfect mark?
What if you let motion
carve its shape?
The wall gathers:
crooked sketches,
half-born concepts...
Monday 1st December 2025 10:26 am
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (reprise)
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod (reprise)
They set forth again, the fishermen three,
their chair of seasoned steel, rolling free,
their wheels carrying stories gathered
from seas where frolic once travelled.
Gold in their hair, not from youth’s frame
but from the long sun’s patient flame,
they cast their nets not for silver schools
but for recollection’s wispy spool...
Sunday 30th November 2025 6:56 am
iolite, wayfarer's stone
iolite, wayfinder’s stone
Blue as twilight,
a shard of horizon in stone.
Vikings held it to the sun,
a lens against indifference.
The sea was a silence without measure,
clouds erased the line of travel.
Yet in the fracture of crystal,
direction flickered—
not myth, but light bent into clarity.
No consolations,
no gentle voice.
On...
Wednesday 12th November 2025 1:02 pm
farcical bloomery
In the meadow of impossible mornings,
the daisies exhale in a trumpet’s blush,
petals fluttering like embarrassed fans as
the air fills with laughter disguised as wind.
Rosehip hiccups, clouds of lavender smoke,
their thorns rattling like spoons in a drawer.
Lilies bow low, releasing secret choruses,
a brass band hidden in their stems.
Children chase the gusts,
...Monday 10th November 2025 3:53 am
after-image
Rain streaks the window of the late‑night tram,
and I catch my reflection—
half‑lit, half‑blurred,
a passenger caught in between:
Cinema lights sputter,
half the bulbs gone,
yet the pavement glows enough
to draw shadows forward,
figures drifting past
like fragments of a reel
spliced mid‑story.
The fairground stalls linger,
shutters ratt...
Saturday 8th November 2025 2:09 pm
a moment turning
"A Slow Turning"
The stairs lengthen each season,
though the house remains the same.
Names slip from my tongue—
like coins through a frayed pocket,
clinking faintly in corridors I no longer patrol.
I misplace mornings,
folding them into afternoons
that arrive already weary.
The calendar stares back blank,
its squares scraped clean,
eraser dust gathering at the margins.
Onc...
Friday 7th November 2025 1:08 am
in the end
In the End
I carried the shape you traced,
a vessel cut to your measure,
but the grain ran otherwise—
knots where you wanted polish,
splinters where you asked for sheen.
I bent, yes,
but the bend was fracture,
and the fracture sang its own line.
You looked for a mirror,
I offered a window.
You asked for a key,
I was only a door left ajar.
...
Wednesday 5th November 2025 10:50 am
dusk
"Dusk"
The town exhales—
a soft geometry of roofs and fields
folding into shadow.
He sits where the light
still lingers,
jacket creased like memory,
hands easy on the stone.
The church steeple leans
into the horizon’s stillness,
a single bird
drawn to the vanishing point.
No declarations.
Just the red of his collar
holding warmth
as the sky turns
from blue...
Sunday 26th October 2025 9:34 am
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
"I Was Homeless Once"
I was homeless once—
not metaphor, but pavement,
the night’s breath stiff with diesel,
a borrowed coat that never quite closed.
The city’s lights were not for me,
they glittered for windows I could not enter,
for tables where bread was broken
without my name.
I learned the grammar of benches,
the syntax of doorways,
the long pause of hunger
that makes even sil...
Saturday 11th October 2025 3:52 am
"clockwork reverie"
"Clockwork Reverie"
Tick tock — the echo mocks,
Time slips through paradox,
A ghost in velvet gloves, unseen,
Dancing deep where thoughts convene.
Murky depths and rhyming schemes,
Fractured poets chase their dreams,
Feathers inked with crimson lore,
Minutes bleeding evermore.
The spool unwinds, the tongue forgets,
What once was sung now drips regr...
Sunday 3rd August 2025 12:12 pm
her constellations
"her constellations"
Her constellations are bite-sized galaxies of feeling,
each cluster a starfield guiding fingertips
across cool stone beneath the rush of night air.
“Lantern in the fog” becomes Polaris—
steady beacon anchoring a mind adrift
amid distant buzzle of restless streets.
Swipe, scroll, tap—
three morning prayers in digital chord, ...
Tuesday 29th July 2025 1:35 am
evening at the tide
Evening Benediction at the Tide
The tide returns in sculpted prayers
over broken shells,
etching covenant beneath gull-scarred skies.
I press my palm to driftwood—
a liturgy in grain, fibers carved by centuries
of salt and forgiveness.
Salt water heals old fractures in the stones,
and on their ancient skin I lay down my grief,
each wave a footnote of merc...
Tuesday 22nd July 2025 1:59 am
a sigh, verbally-breathed
There was a time
when you used to confide in me
shared the innermost stirring of your heart;
when you used to feel safe in me,
entrusted what others couldn't hear out loud.
There was a time
when we were close enough,
nourished a friendship pure and free;
when nothing outside bothered,
heard the fellowship of the soul.
There was a ti...
Friday 18th July 2025 11:47 am
an orchard’s lament
Morning mist drapes each blossom
like a bride reluctant to wake.
Petals fall in silent confession—
memory’s hush in every drift.
Roots hold secrets of laughter and tears,
a debt of seasons owed to shadows.
Soon, steel will bite bark and bloom
and these ghosts will scatter on the wind.
.
Monday 14th July 2025 9:40 pm
play by replay
You think I don’t still feel it?
The echo never left.
It’s in the light that spills
across the floor like we used to—
chaotic, accidental, warm.
Yes, I heard every word
you didn’t mean and the silence
that swallowed what we couldn’t say.
Time doesn’t rewind, but it replays.
Not in full—just flashes.
Your laugh— like a match
right before the burn.
I wish we’d argued soft...
Monday 14th July 2025 2:05 am
seasonalities
Friday 4th November 2022 9:37 am
in there somewhere was goodbye
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Wednesday 2nd November 2022 10:06 am
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