You have left petals on old stones and memories that chase   the rhythms of my blood and activate my bones   and through my gathering shadow guide me.   Are you re-born in me or have I eaten you,   perforce, that I take your scent with me through my days   and words I know are yours… continue reading

Word Play

  May words work. May mine look you in the eye and having found you out work on you right there. Fraud and felon play with words, seeking only to deceive and buy and bend you to their will. I must work a cleaner way my words releasing you to where you belong. Words must truth-tell sound the soul make… continue reading

Fable 14 – Rome Burning

This short piece offers a kind of action-guide for times of crisis and confusion. Here is a link to it. It proposes a system for prioritising what to do, when it seems that there are always several things that need to be done at once, and they are all clamouring for your attention. For instance, this box just here is… continue reading

Where in the World does Poetry Belong ?

I run a project called “Poems for…” It  offers poem-posters free of charge for public display. Many of the poems are bilingual, with over fifty different languages represented so far. The poems go to schools and libraries and healthcare waiting rooms across the UK and in fact all over the world. Here below is a piece I wrote as the… continue reading

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