Friday, 28 July 2017

White Feather

I take a chance, no change in my pocket and it’s a who needs a parking ticket kind of day anyway? Carefree swings to cardiac panic: the queue is all in a lottery day dither. 

Hotfoot it, scan the windscreen and yes, something has been stuck to the space above the wiper - 

one white feather. 


snow in feathers and crystals 
shrouds one black rock

Friday, 21 July 2017

White Stone

The day smiles all along the battleship coast,
coats and dogs, impending Monday gloom.

Strangers thaw, 
dare to transmit
from behind insect shields.

Cold splinters -

the sea parts long bones 
from sockets.
Sea meets sand 
and the sun 

pours bottle green 
on the foam horses.

Wooden steps 
and the wind’s tricks -

mistaken mermaids 
in the dream of silent talking
the sea holly timings gone all awry…

Sounds fall 
on the white sheet of the bed.
She draws white stone from velvet.

The stone offers two choices -

the answer waits for the sun
and the next day rings true

Monday, 10 July 2017

Turn Of The Wheel

The turn of the wheel
a slight adjustment in the alignment
of a star green dial, brass cog, 
the notches increase
the white-moth glow

walls clad in pine
ooze resins and sap
curtains frail like cathedral flags

night presses close
a black blanket 
embroidered with stars

one tree,


the downhill slope begins

the wheel turns a quarter 
the wick burns
the light changes

clouds in the water
and one raindrop on one leaf

of the one tree


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