Roll up, Roll Up
For the job swap circus
Where the occupations
Of minor celebrities
Drawn to the power
Are filled by the learned
Men they depose
Hanz Folckhart the physicist
Walks on a tightrope
Whilst juggling the balls
Of the theory of gravity
Bernard Bochelli a notable chemist
Throws great custard pies
At the blo...
Wednesday 19th August 2020 12:41 pm
occult curriculum, whispers of the ancients, leave for letting out secrets
oil lamp kindling catching flames; shining begotten light from passerbys
in between classes, shifting penrose stairs lead into underlying framework on occasion
halls lined with rooks adjacent and curators searching for a select
rites of secret passageways proclaimed, karma to the dark is just a means to an end
Saturday 4th April 2020 11:11 am
"The earth is round" She tried to shout.
But men didn't listen they locked her out.
"The world is flat" She heard men cry.
She'd argued till breathless, just left with a sigh.
But somebdy wrote it for it to be read.
It couldn't have come from a woman's head.
Then the men started screaming "The world is round"
The latest discovery a man had found.
Monday 24th February 2020 6:28 pm
Tuesday 11th February 2020 9:44 am
Tuesday 11th February 2020 9:29 am
Here's the science bit... the left side of the brain is where visuals and imaginative ideas are constructed and so....
Is someone being misleading
Telling tales Oh So deceiving?
With every word they utter
There just ain't
Still searching for the truth
But not a single trace
One thing that you must do
As soon as you'v...
Sunday 25th August 2019 5:04 pm
My studies have given me a legacy of interest in many and wide-ranging social, moral and ethical fields and concerns, as well as the politics of power. This piece is a manifestation of that legacy.
"The world is splitting open at my feet like a ripe, juicy watermelon." Sylvia Plath.
On her gravestone: “Even amidst fierce flames, the golden lotus can be planted.” Wu Ch'Eng-En.
Sunday 31st December 2017 11:44 am
you draw rust where heat’s been;
some passage of time;
life’s clouded outcomes;
weather or not we care.
you’re iron to me; blood strength.
took years to find you;
all: frame, hinge, key, arch;
allowing passage back.
Wednesday 11th October 2017 2:52 pm
Precipitation within sight
Rain, drizzle, mizzle
Soft weather, mucky weather
‘The Smoky Smirr o Rain’
Slow words, gentle
But it was spitting this morning
Pitter patter, splash, splish, splodge, squelch
And it bucketed down last night
A torrent, raining cats and dogs
Not a light soaking rain
Squalling, hailing and sleeting
Flooding, flowing, swamping
A deluge chucking ...
Saturday 26th August 2017 8:11 pm
Deep in the time of eclipse
As birds bed down and dusk creeps up
We see the Suns halo and crown
Reaching out to her children
Light in the darkness
Sunlight scatters from escaping electrons
Bounces off minute dust particles
While stripped atoms glow as crown jewels
The act of seeing makes real
The fact of knowing sees beauty
The inner joyousness o...
Friday 16th June 2017 2:58 pm
We did not ask for this
We cannot control what we must
We can only rise to the times
And do what we see as right
There is no one there to listen
No parent in the sky
We are the author of our souls
The believer in our faith
Children of the universe
Intellect and compassion?
Built solely from an interplay of atomic particles
Our strange stay here on Earth
Wednesday 31st May 2017 7:55 pm
Can starlight fathom the distance it has traveled?
Does it count the time in hours, parsecs, even knots?
If I turn on my DVD, will I thunder through the
Cosmos as another wave of noise until the hand
Of time comes to switch off the hearing-aid of God;
And then, even as the webs of interwoven disruption
Traverse the galactic heavens, the only ears to hear them
Will have been deafened by the ...
Friday 13th January 2017 11:35 am
They are going to bend minds-
they’ve thought of all kinds of things that we have never seen,
they will sustain environments and grow fruit in arid deserts
they will go to great and unseen efforts to save the planet,
they’ll shape this world into the word FRIEND.
Starvation will end and they will study the moon
and its correlation to the womb and will study women from cradle...
Tuesday 16th August 2016 10:31 am
Shuttles soar with seemingly unprecendented motion.
The children's eyes gaze to the floor.
The ground is green and brown and yellow.
The world below cannot bellow.
Sing and hum its' tune.
A melody, sweet melody.
A rotation for all of you.
Its' sweet chillness pressed against the nostrils,
Its' gentle warmth against the skin.
Allow the gaze of the star above,
Monday 25th April 2016 5:27 am
Menage A Trois
The creeping half-light
casts unnatural shadows
on a cooling path.
Silver sister moon
bites down hard on the sky king,
silencing bird song.
This, being England,
she does beneath a cloud veil
of shy modesty.
raise their eyes to the heavens
in acts of worship.
Magic or science -
or just something poetic
on a spring morning?
When the sun re...
Friday 20th March 2015 11:20 am
I try to understand but do not know
what science explains: physics
or optics or geometrics or plain old
Moon’s crescent bowl holds pure
white milk, defeating gravity’s pull
that levels water, that lets me
understand emotional truth of balance.
I wonder how the sun can pasteurize
the moon since I can’t see the sun.
Friday 21st November 2014 7:34 pm
SLOWLY, SPEEDILY TURNING
All at once both slow and fast all at once. A sense of motion is awesome,
has anyone ever felt such a heady rush of speed
together with total slowness and lack of motion?
Let’s set off on our journey up to the hills,
we will arrive in seconds and in days…
here there are two speed vortices that we share at the same time, continuously.
Who an earth ...
Wednesday 12th March 2014 6:52 pm
The poem fails
It cannot render traction
Or the queer zero,
Or mine gravity.
Panic & lapse
Immune to weak forces
Arise on threads of absence
In mechanical waves,
Muted by observation
& uncertain rules
In the chamber of bias.
An adumbration transpires.
Wanton longing. Dimension
Flattened & tamped.
Monday 20th May 2013 3:51 pm
Don’t patronise me because I have found spirituality
In fact I pity thee who raise a barrier to inner peace
Don’t let negativity come between you and reality
Just because the Papacy used scripture and literacy to control the catholic community
Just because Christianity causes a lot of controversy when taken literally
Just because science a...
Tuesday 5th February 2013 6:58 pm
Lurking in the natural world
there are sentences, still unspoken
always waiting to be written
frozen in time
waiting for the great warmth
of a curious heart
Haunting at the edges of the living world
are spirits of the unspoken connectivity in people
dead and alive, the as-yet unborn
caught between planes
waiting for the flashlight beam
of a curious heart
There is an untapped seem ...
Tuesday 4th December 2012 10:29 am