Category: Musings

Nothing deep—just one of those small moments. Waiting in an empty space surrounding remnants of other people I used to be Trees watch through the open door keeping quiet in the breeze as they always do Timetables bend in at the corners so we can see the edges but not what lies beyond A little [...]

A pair of words, and off I go: 1 I believe the liar and the flower their smoky scents delivered on undetectable currents to rage the capsized boat stony-faced under fountains grey ley lines scribbled across its bow I am awaiting you 2 She hypnotises me, eyes wide open threads dangling from the hem of [...]

No tangerines were harmed in the construction of this poem. Hunters Green monsoons Wait for the click to let go Molecules projected on the ceiling a carbonate haze I think I missed the chorus the melody is abstract impossible to sing along with Arranging sounds is possible but mostly you have to let them happen [...]

I started to write one poem, but it suddenly shifted gear, turning into this one. I’m prone to talking about myself because I don’t know anything else and someone always asks me questions But the conversation is disjointed my attention flits from one thing to another never lingering for very long So the theme seems [...]