Faint light appears in the east A baby day calls its infant greeting In beams of light lending colour to the world At night all is grey and blue and black But now the earth too wakes up With green and brown of leaf and bark and blade Green too, in the water, reflecting blue…
It sits beside a lonely track That winds its way, under blossom trees Toward remembered places But this, this is long forgotten Tiles on the roof cracked and falling Stone walls askew Wooden door leaning from its hinges Thickets half grown over On their way to reclaiming the cottage For nature Ease open the sagging…
When you are alone When you float in a vacuum And no one comes to you When you reach out and cry For a single touch A moment of love To feel that someone cares Let me in Let me open my arms and hold you Let me embrace, hug, cuddle Let me use my…
They’ve carted the tree from the deep woods Tall and strong, lashed onto a cart And pulled by a team of horses Into the village, into the square. They work together, lifting it into place Securing its base with buttresses and stones Until it is upright, as sturdy as it stood in the forest Then…
In a year of contagion, isolation Of sickness and fear Waiting for things to go back to how they were Will they? Should they? Shops and radios alike blare Rudolph and Frosty Everyone pretending that everything’s fine Maybe if we can’t afford That Christmas of the usual, luxury and fun Maybe if we can’t see…
Can love ever be a waste? No! we cry. Of course not! Love is an absolute good, how can it ever be wasted? And yet we all remember gifts of time and care accepted without appreciation kindness in word and deed sneered at and spat upon Generosity taken for granted while the giver, (obviously a…
I’m sorry, kitty, you were having such fun and I ruined it Poking about in the bathroom I staggered out of the bedroom and wondered what are you up to? Scrabbling behind the toilet roll holder Ears pricked, whiskers forward you looked happy and excited I feared the worst and fetched the insect spray Carefully…
Sky meets horizon and reflects in the still water two suns, two sets of drifting cloud white to yellow, then red to purple and blue doubled, radiating above and below Let us enter the boat and drift across the sea surrounded by colour and light until we do not know whether we sail the water…
Little twigs in fast-running stream we are caught in the current dragged in the wake of the great god Fun We follow blithely along, drone-like after movie stars, pubs and clubs, fashion and tv gossip and nonsense excitement and games bread and circuses So it’s nothing new pursuing amusement at the expense of thinking ready…
When the lighthouse broke The world crashed and sank Detritus on the rocks And the screams of the condemned Join with the howling of the gale When the lighthouse broke There was only the darkness Of despair and death Hopelessness and futility Shall we stand on the edge of the world And face the abyss…
Eclectic Assemblage 