Monday, 30 November 2015


Rippling in the gentle breeze.

Curtains  -  11 Nov 15

Curtains drawn across
The sky
Shutting out the pale sun
Bringing a comforting
Into the day
And all we see
Are the slow moving
Of the curtains

Ripples in the sky.

Sunday, 29 November 2015

Lost Colour

Searching for something which can never be seen.

Lost Colour  -  10 Nov 15

All my life
I kept looking
The colours never
Seemed complete
Always something
Yet caught by
The corner of the eye
Lost again

Except as a hint.

Saturday, 28 November 2015

Silent Space

Time to listen.

Silent Space  -  09 Nov 15

Whispers were louder
Than a heartbeat
And the wind took them
Scraped them across
The ears of those
Who would listen
In the silence
But the spaces
In which the words
Should be heard
Were empty and silent
And nobody listened

Just to find out what the wind is saying.

Friday, 27 November 2015

Dream Clast

Future dream archaeology.

Dream Clast  -  08 Nov 15

Rub together
Wearing off the points
Forming a new dream

On the ground
The fragments
Of dreams
Which did not fit
The scheme

One day
Someone will look
At the fragments
And wonder
Who dreamed those dreams

Clast is the sediment remaining after erosion.
Visualising dream archaeologists scraping around in the remnants of my dreams.

Thursday, 26 November 2015

Darkness Shine

This poem has just a hint of "limite surréaliste".

Darkness Shine  -  07 Nov 15

In a darkness
Devoid of stars
Silence reigns
Then the call
Goes out
Paint the sky with diamonds
Let them shine

Watch them shine.

Wednesday, 25 November 2015

The Point

Cornwall in autumn and winter is often beset with low-flying cloud.

The Point  -  06 Nov 15

Rain without conviction
I walk on puddled streets
Across autumn's discards
Wishing there was a view
Cloud scrapes the ground
I can almost hear it
Muffles all sound
The point of this walk
Is almost lost

But when it is clear the views are wonderful.

Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Missing Stars

One of the problems of this time of year is cloud.

Missing Stars  -  05 Nov 15

Night sky
Stars in thick dark

Day star
Washed from the sky
Rain upon rain

Cloud is also a blessing because it acts as a blanket and the world stays just a little warmer.

Monday, 23 November 2015

Hibernation Desire

At this time of the year the desire is very strong.

Hibernation Desire  -  04 Nov 15

Not yet totally dark
Street-lights scratch my eyes
Moon and stars
Blur my vision
I withdraw under the blanket
To extend
The darkness

Warmth and darkness of bed is very inviting.

Sunday, 22 November 2015

Spinning Tales

Fireside myths ~ passing the stories on to the next generation.

Spinning Tales  -  03 Nov 15

Stories woven
At the fireside
Loom of myth
Threads of history
With the spice
Of fantasy
The tales
Keep us entranced
Till the fabric is complete
Then we ask
For more
And the spinning
Begins anew

Often the best way to learn.

Saturday, 21 November 2015

Star Song

We have always known the words.

Star Song  -  02 Nov 15

In the limitless dark
Of space
The song of the stars
Rings out
We sing along
We are made of
Star Stuff
And we know
The words

Sing up.

Friday, 20 November 2015

Movements From A Wish

Another musically themed poem based loosely on the structure of a concerto.

Movements From A Wish  -  01 Nov 15

First movement
Setting the theme
Laying the intent
Running with a hint
Of a kiss

Motif and movement
Smiles embroidered
With kisses
Slow movement
By a jewelled breast
Rising and falling

Calling me to you
To complete the movement
Completing the harmony
We built

Quite surprising how many of my songs feature kisses.
Well, maybe not.

Thursday, 19 November 2015

Forgotten Kisses

Memories of some things are surprisingly transient.

Forgotten Kisses  -  31 Oct 15

In a quiet afternoon
Crickets sing
Reminding us
Of days long gone
But the memory
Of kisses
Has faded
Beyond recall

Kisses are usually not one of them

Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Painted With and other micropoems

Because "Painted With", though complete, was so short I decided to include some other poems from my archives.

Painted With  -  30 Oct 15

Painted with
Fragments of memories

Chemistry  -  25 Aug 10

I remember, once
There was a girl, played with my ...
Chemistry [oh yes]

Circle  -  25 Aug 10

Distant bells sounding
End of day, coming of night
Eternal circle

Shift  -  25 Aug 10

Always, shift happens
Often when least expected
But that is the fun

London  -  26 Aug 10

City memories
London says come to me now
... but I have been there

Hope you have enjoyed this selection.

Tuesday, 17 November 2015

Talking To Myself

Sometimes I really wish that I knew what I was going to say.

Talking To Myself  -  29 Oct 15

A mystery conversation
For I never know
What I am going to say
And neither do I

Waiting for the words
To catch up with
The thoughts
To explain what they mean

Thoughts prefer to play
Hide and seek
In the forests of the mind
While words form random sentences

So often what I say comes as a complete surprise to me.

Monday, 16 November 2015

Sun And Moon

Memories and thoughts of now.

Sun And Moon  -  28 Oct 15

I recall the times
When I would go to bed
After talking with you
And the sun would
Light my way to sleep
Now the Moon
Keeps me company
As dream surrounds me

Both of these images have a certain Magic.

Sunday, 15 November 2015

Visible Thunder

Another observation in the night.

Visible Thunder  -  27 Oct 15

Rolling across the rooves
Full Moon paints
A silver trail
Between black branches
Leaving black ghosts
Scattered everywhere
In the thunder of moonllight

Before you question the spelling ~ "rooves" is the old spelling and "roofs" should be pronounced with the "v" sound.  I rather like the old ways.

Saturday, 14 November 2015

Once Dreamed

Dreams create reality and grow from there.

Once Dreamed  26 Oct 15

Once dreamed
The images of you
Etched into
My thoughts
Holding you
Holding me
We keeping the dream
Once dreamed you are
Never forgotten

The reality formed from the dream can be so wonderful.

Friday, 13 November 2015

Autumn Woodsmoke

While most people use smokeless fuel a lot of traditionalists still use wood-fired heating.

Autumn Woodsmoke  -  25 Oct 15

Gentle breeze
A haze of blue
Across the land
From fireplaces
A touch of smoke
From the autumn

There is something rather romantic about a log fire.

Thursday, 12 November 2015


That time of year again when autumn starts to merge into winter.

Closing  -  24 Oct 15

Feeling the change
Winds growing colder
The year winding down
Dark earlier in the day
Window closed
Against the night
Also against the cold
Of the day

Everything is little darker and colder.

Wednesday, 11 November 2015


More a thought than anything else.  Brevity in Soul.

Slivers  -  23 Oct 15

Between darkness
And the morning light
Lie the slivers
Of conscious thought

Philosophic concepts sometime grow here.

Tuesday, 10 November 2015

Days Of Summers Past

Delightful memories of summers.

Days Of Summers Past  -  22 Oct 15

Weaving of warm winds
Carries with it
A memory from the years
Crystals of clarity
Each an image
Of times
When days held
Different thoughts
And all the futures
Were new
Yet to be explored
Those memories
Still brightly shine

Future memories are built the same way.

Monday, 9 November 2015


Playing with the folds in the wind.

Folded  -  21 Oct 15

Taken by the wind
Folded into unexpected forms
Corners making edges
Allow the wind
To voice
What it has always wanted
Wrapped in plaintive sighs
Folds again and again
Words spoken
Into the night
Carried by the wind

Edges allow the wind to talk.

Sunday, 8 November 2015

Traditional [Acrostic]

Another acrostic offering.

Traditional [Acrostic]  -  20 Oct 15

Touching certain things
Rarely opened
Across moments
Diversely whispered
In thoughts where
Tenuous ideas hoped for
In secret while
Offering a suggestion
Not accepted
All traditional ideas
Left to grow

I do enjoy the wordplay required by acrostic poems.

Saturday, 7 November 2015

Autumn's Silence

Triggered by a random comment about how quiet the day was.

Autumn's Silence  -  19 Oct 15

The silence of autumn
No twittering birds

Even the butterflies
Have ceased
Their endless whispers

Within weeks three butterflies who had been hiding in my office requested that I let them out.
Coincidence?  I think not.

Friday, 6 November 2015

Rain Blanket

It is that time of year again, dark and wet.

Rain Blanket  -  18 Oct 15

In the shelter of the rain
Wrapped in a blanket of water
I feel nothing
Just the drops
Rolling down
Making the blanket bigger

Trying to hide under the blanket.

Thursday, 5 November 2015

Dark Skies

One of those "it cannot be autumn already" type of stories.

Dark Skies  -  17 Oct 15

Cloud wraps the sun
Fake twilight
Throughout the day
Blue is a wistful
Faded by house lights
Washed by yellow
In the dark

The darkness fills the day.

Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Some Days

I guess we have all had days like this.

Some Days  -  16 Oct 15

Some days
Just happen
Without prompting
Or pushing
Some days
Have to be dragged
Kicking and screaming
Out of bed

I try to coax them but sometimes they still scream.

Tuesday, 3 November 2015

Whispers In The Sky

Just listen ~ you may hear the whispers too.

Whispers In The Sky  -  15 Oct 15

I have heard
The voices whispering
Saying our names
A song in parts
In the key of Love
The sky carries
The harmonies of
The whispers

The whispers are always present ~ you just have to be open.

Monday, 2 November 2015

Pillow Of Stars

An invitation to the dream.

Pillow Of Stars  -  14 Oct 15

On the bed
Relax into sleep
And let
A pillow of stars
Light your way
Into dream

Sleep and then drift.

Sunday, 1 November 2015

Sparkling Naughtynss

Another poem in an occasional play on words sequence.

Sparkling Naughtyness  -  13 Oct 15

An invitation
To a playful time
Just some fun
Glittery sparkling
Where no harm is done
But anything goes
And only the elderly
Relations would disapprove
And call it
Sin till late

And before you ask the spelling in the title is intentional.