Night Mysteries

The old moon has crumbled Into stars There is nothing left To hold the sky together I watch it from behind my hands Feel my bones strain Under the weight of it all Waiting for the mountains Of the moon to fall Soaking up the darkness And the light Steadfast in the silence Of the […]

Night Approaches

Barren hills and railway tracks Unite isolated villages Threatened by the cold hand of winter, Bare branches overhead, Leaves rustle underfoot. Night approaches in a fleecy cloak of fog, Dragging a foot in a slow limp, A dissenting glare From under a black felt hat, Passes without pausing And melts into the fading light.   […]

A re-worked version of…

‘Nightmare Poem’, first posted on 13th August. Shouting Rhymes After a night of haunting and relentless dreams of fully-formed poems, I am wired. Caged in ribs, heart flutters like a bird anxious to break free from captive night. Hands ache from wringing bed-sheets of words; mouth dry from shouting rhymes nobody heard. In the early […]

Back home to an empty house and another rejection

I got off the train from London last night and discovered that it had been raining again – it had been dry in London! I spent Friday night with my daughter. We had a delicious Moroccan meal with one of my oldest friends; we’ve known each other since we were eleven years old and it was wonderful […]