There comes a day, between spring’s last blackbird concert and the first swift to fly south, when nature takes a breath, before tipping into autumn. Brambles are already dotted with ripening fruit, and yellow leaves glow among the green. Beneath the oak, a squirrel has been seen, gathering acorns, hips and haws, with eager paws. […]
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We saw it on the news…
a couple of hours after emerging from theatre darkness into the rain-streaked copper lightness of a warm summer’s Saturday night; Londoners and tourists alike streamed into the Underground, unaware that on London Bridge people were falling down, run down by extremists, and Borough Market was being knifed in the beat of its open, friendly heart. […]
Symbiosis
(found in a scientific article) Trespassing algae slip inside, make no attempt to hide their intimate intentions. The salamander eggs are secure from the Ambystoma egg lovers – they only want a cuddle and some warmth. It’s a win-win situation: the algae feast on waste of nitrogen and carbon seeping from the eggs, photosynthesising oxygen, a […]
Spring Forecast
Tiny coal-black fists raised on naked twigs threaten to open into purple Fraxinus blossom: if the ash before the oak, then we’ll surely have a soak. But then I spot a haze of ginger Quercus buds, an Easter bonnet veil around grey branches: if the oak before the ash, then we’ll only have a splash. […]
Words like Paint
She paints the detail of a seed and from it roots and branches sprout and grow; blossoms open in a haze of breath and drift away; leaves uncurl, exhaling green, then turn to rust, fall and decay. She looks at fingers stained with words, her face reflected In the oily sheen, and sees the universe. […]
Lumpen Nightmare
Mask of clay, damp, lumpen and grey, fills mouth, eyes, ears and wrinkles as it seeps into skin. Thrown on a nightmare wheel, it permits the dusty bogeyman to poke holes in dreams, fill them with ceramic screams. Hands wet with pulling and squeezing sweat, you mould the lump of clay into your own face. […]
Breathing Space
minds need oxygen space in which to breathe circles around a living tree with green lungs for green minds breathing space in which to grow circulating, flowing and growing inspiring spiral steps from level to level increase aspiration to become trees with green minds breathing space in which to grow circulating and growing breathing space © Kim […]
Midnight Drawing
The sleeping artist’s finger smears bright chalk on night’s murk of monochrome shadows. The artist is at work, splashing golds and blues in a dream’s inky hues, scribbling phantasmal figments in glimmering pigments that explode like chrysanthemums and burn like red hot geraniums across the canvas sheets and evaporate with the onset of morning light. […]
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