Category Archives: Poetry and Lyrics
Haiku for a Monday, Late September
daily and daily •
hours spin us round and round •
and dizzy, we spin. Continue reading
What do you want?
Here’s what Robert Bly wanted one day, via The Writer’s Almanac What is it that I want? Not money, Not a large desk, not a house with ten rooms. This is what I want to do: to sit here, To … Continue reading
Ink of different kinds.
Last night, because I had nothing better to do, I found my various fountain pens including the wonderful and purple Cross. Continue reading
Re-visiting and editing
At lunch there was no internet, so after I finished my sandwich I popped up the 2012 NaPoWriMo poems and made an edit file of the month of poems. Started reading and they made me smile. I am making some … Continue reading
September 11, 2015
That’s always the contrast isn’t it, what had been normal and this instant where the world becomes something else, something unknown until now. Something perhaps unimaginable but now sitting quite real in the world, alongside us. Continue reading
