Negative spaces

We never pay attention to the negative spaces the gaps between things that form the backdrop to all we hold dear We go from one experience to the next and don’t stop to examine the bits in between I wonder how much we miss because negative space is context So if we look If we…

Standing Stones

Guardians of the sacred dead Grey sentinels of places beyond life they stand contemplating the past and marking the processional way for those who would observe the passing of the seasons and the years and remember what came before Connection to the ancestors Connection to the descendants They are place-markers for history Stand with the…

Review “The Conjuring 2” (2016)

Yes, I know, it’s another ghost story review from me. What can I say - I love them. Directed by James Wan and starring Vera Farmiga and Patrick Wilson, this story is loosely based on ‘true’ events (reported events, anyway) about an incident in England in 1977, known as the Enfield haunting. I make no…

While I dream

Floating Lifting off the ground, lighter than air Like a dandelion seed blown in the wind Flying, soaring Higher and higher Above houses and roads Off over yellow fields and deep green forests Cool blue lakes and rushing rivers, Cold high mountains and low rolling hills And there is the coast, and the clean white…

Help me hide the body

They say a good friend will help you hide the body. In the absence of a good friend, apparently Google is your friend, I have just discovered. On the Quora website there are 46 answers to the question ‘What is the best place to hide a dead body?’ Each of these have had thousands of…

Duende

When you hear that song that reminds you of something you don’t quite remember but you feel a melancholy longing for the intangible When you listen to music that fills you with joy so great you feel as if you might burst with happiness Reading a poem that tears deep into your soul stabbing to…

The Woods of Memory

The woods of memory are littered with the detritus of myriad moments The flotsam and jetsam of a life strewn along every path A small cloth elephant sits on a log bright pink, beautifully embroidered opening a path to a long trip through many countries the child’s remembrances are vague now and the path is…

Mysteries of the Black Cat

I love cats, and have two of my own. (Head to my ‘about’ page for a cute picture). It’s been a while since I’ve shared my life with a black cat, but I find them especially beautiful. Of course there have been a lot of myths and legends surrounding black cats over the centuries, so…

Empty people

All around are empty people trudging through the empty streets focused on their empty business march in step to empty beats of should and ought and how it’s done and every other empty word devoid of meaning, empty echoes empty sounds that go unheard Empty heads that long for filling Empty hearts that want to…

Disease of darkness

It started small, with forgetfulness happens to everyone But more and more, and a few lies to cover the error. It wasn’t me, I’m not to blame Everyone else is wrong but not me Gathering momentum, the gaps in her mind becoming gaping chasms Facts, conversations then memories, then people all drained away into that…