I named her FleurThe little Barbie in my vignette.Long brown hair, almond eyes,soft and wide with wonder.Her dress is purple, striped,The matching tam askew.A bicycle beside her,A pot of flowers at her feet. A Parisian scene on my dresser,All that’s left of my child’s play. Free verse, based on Barbie […] Read More
I’m in a bit of a bindWith my bindersBoxing me in from all sidesLooking all neat and in a line.Pages that hold meaning to me and only me I imagine.A record of my work, work, work lifeWish I could rest more, rest more in the quiet space of clearing. I’m […] Read More
First I was afraid, I was petrifiedKept thinking I could never live without the plastic bagBut then I spent so many days thinking how you did us wrongAnd I grew strongAnd I learned how to get alongBut see you’re backWashing up onto the shoreI just walked along the beach and […] Read More
It’s Spring’s mending timeAnd I find them thereIn that overstuffed sock drawerThe holey ones, worn in the heelThe lonely singles who have lost their mates. The dryer is that something that doesn’t love a sock Some of the threadbare have gone to the dogs Happy canines chomping argyle toys. Just […] Read More
Farewell sacred vessels of soft burning lightThe glow from your flame has long gone outThe love of your tapered frame I will missRomance, igniting my olden soulAh, the misguided ache to love againDivine one, please welcome this molten meSnuff out this burning desireLet the excitement and sorrows waneWhile the candelabra […] Read More
[She steps out tentatively, shakily onto stage, dressed in layer upon layer of T-shirts] Um hello. Hello everybody. [Deep breath] Bonsoir Monsieur et Madame [Mama Rose backstage: Sing out, geez Louise!] My, my name is Ms Garden TeesWhat’s yours?Mister, Mister Conductor, if you please I’m stripping off memoriesOne T-shirt at […] Read More
Too set in my waysRunning old tapes through my mindDon’t shut out options. Haiku based on Headsets
I have stories strapped to my backLugging memories aroundLeather gifts from my brotherCamping trips, lost loves, painful crossingsAdventures in forest and sea, over big landI’m not always a happy wanderer,shedding attachments as I roamI step onto a thresholdI’m travelling more lightly nowBut will it be enough to venture, unencumbered into […] Read More
Memories packed up in little bottles and boxesSoapy liquids and creamy semi-solidsLathering up all the shame and blameDown the drainThe wishy washy hands of religionIn the tidy little business of cleansing soulsSudsy claims of healing hearts and broken mindsToss your wishes into a different wellWhere dignity and beauty dwellThe well […] Read More
It was jarring, ja-ja-jarringTo find a drawer full of lidsPlastic coating clogging my jamIt’s one thing to need a spareQuite another to jam a jar fullTossing them into the metals recycling bin The ring was ja-ja-jarringJust put a lid on that collection. Free verse. Based on Jar Lids. Jingle Bells. […] Read More