Last time I turned blue Scratchy bills formed big shadows. I'll keep it dull thanks.
In a garden shaded by trees, Life outside washes by in the breath of the breeze Which rides the bells of the canterburries Warming to the sunlight bleeding through a perished fence Mr Piebald walks to the stone ring of a bird bath, And gazes dumb, Into the shallow mirror of the pool... Still.... Continue Reading →
“Why the hard frown?” I’ve basked in sulphurous pits Waded through ocean’s spit Only to be picked out by this circus clown. Let me sit and “hiss”.
After my December trip to the Galapagos islands, I started putting a few verses together, and am hoping to continue on the nature poetry front if I can bring myself to hit 'publish' without too much self-loathing. One of my favourite experiences on this trip was waking up at dawn to photograph the return of... Continue Reading →