When someone dies There’s so much to do Funerals and wills and estates Paperwork and property On and on When do you have the time Time to stop and think Time to understand your loss Time to grieve
Time
Ideas for Sale
Ideas for sale at the corner store All shapes and colours, try them on for size A riotous blend of clashing notions Adorn yourself head to toe In the festivity of possibilities Festoon in trailing ribbons of maybe Celebrate the what-if Choose your idea or a whole selection And go on your way Dancing potentials
While the Streets fill with Homeless
Home to let, and there they are Another long line of desperate people Fear and despair on every face They’ll apply, they’ll all apply, Doesn’t matter what the place looks like Doesn’t matter how overpriced the rent Everyone needs a roof over their head And so they’ll all apply The property owners and their agents…
Desire and Fear
The world we perceive Is not as concrete as we imagine Less built of stone and earth More of desire and fear It is our needs and wants That give shape to our surroundings It is our fears and phobias That construct our walls Memory tells us what to expect And paints our days in…
Review “We Have Always Lived in the Castle” by Shirley Jackson.
A story told from the point of view of an unreliable narrator, with events seen through the veil of an apparently dissociated mind, makes for an interesting narrative, where we wonder how much we can trust what the narrator is telling us. Turns out, we can trust her more than we imagined, as long as…
Truth, Like Water
What is a bowl But a thing which contains Its function defined By the space inside People are the same Made to contain Soul and heaven Flesh only the housing For the truth within Truth, like water Runs through all parts of life You need only find the stream And drink your fill Becoming past,…
Review “The Dark is Rising” By Susan Cooper (1973)
This is the second in a series of five books, but can be read without having read the first novel. It involves a young boy who is the seventh son of a seventh son, and on his eleventh birthday discovers he has magical powers, being the last of the Old Ones, servants of the Light…
Same Old Happy New Year
The years roll by Faster and faster Hurtling past at breakneck speed Happy new year Blink once or twice And it’s happy new year again Another repetition of the same old thing The earth circles around the sun Our lives circle around themselves And the only thing that changes Is the speed with which we…
Your Last Christmas
It is hard, after everything To put the pain and frustration of years aside To tread softly and speak gently Because it could be your last Christmas It is hard to trust The evidence of my eyes You have lied so often Feigned illness or incapacity But you can barely hear You struggle to comprehend…
The Real Gifts
Here’s a Christmas cracker Open it with me It pops apart and Peace rains down On us like confetti Here’s a little bottle Corked in at the top Pop the cork and drink the Joy Down to the final drop Here’s a Christmas present Topped with a shiny bow Open up and find my love…
Eclectic Assemblage 