03/05/2019
now i'm just following a line
a thought i thought was mine
29/11/2023
when sharing something of truth there is no hope
there is no despair
there is only lack
a deep absence of wanting
yet such a sharing is hope plentiful
overflowing with absence of demand
space
02/10/2023
that life does not cease to startle reassures
and so
left with a smile
in the knowledge that’s all there’s left to do
17/10/2021
taste of mountain air, feel of mud underfoot, crisp sting of gale force
winds that send cheekbones red. yes, in nature there is life. a confrontation with chaotic forces, a point of contact where what is self and other is no longer the question
26/01/2021
pain and joy exist in each other
time dispenses accordingly
23/01/2021
a human is an experiential tube
15/04/2023
sometimes
when away from friends
I forget their love within me
and mine within them
my core full of fondness
28/07/2022
when you take one plus one and divide it by four
you’re left holding less than what you started with before
only two’s greater than one so in fact you have more
two pieces apart like dropped egg on the floor
if i take six less seven and rhyme it with nine
though odd in my palm i know this piece as mine
collecting together the shards and the slime
both bound by and agent in some tricksy design
the pieces apart no they’re not they’re together
contained in each other the wing and the feather
the sea in the drop and the drop in the sea,
each memory apart a part within me
when you take one plus one and divide it by four
you’re left holding a difference that existed before
just as earth turns to plant and plant into man
contained in all times a past not outran
a past not outran and so not forgotten
how easily dreams turn from fair to rotten
yet rot is what fertilises the soil of tomorrow
what seems to be barren is in fact fallow
loving one seed today and in the earth bury
darkness consumes it is not quite so merry
a shoot, pea green and sun bound already
to love is a choice and this choice must be steady
when you take one plus one and label them apart
that is not much good insofar as a loving start
for love is beyond a broken ideal
love breaks all and in so doing heals
love binds what was broken and breaks what was bound
it’s in love a life worth living is found
sometimes that means breaking and falling apart
to be gentle and kind in this state is the art
when you take one plus one and divide it by four
you’re holding no more nor any less than before
two’s greater than one but don’t be deluded
in one we are whole, though somewhat secluded
09/07/2023
transfixed i sit
transient temples of water boil up
dome
fall
and in a second
gone
28/10/2019
what is pain but expression left unshared
05/04/2021
one day this composition you call your own
will echo the relaxed surrender of clouds
the quiet violence of nature will strip delusion from bone
while time makes untrue
any resemblance of a you once known