March 04, 2017

My Black Cat | #CapturedInWords



Black cats can be any shape, size, or condition
But mine's like a panther
Sleek, slender, smooth
His hind strong like a dancer

He visits when he feels like it
And stays for as little or as long as he likes
I know neither where he's been
Nor where he's going

In that time though
He is mine
I bury my face into his fur
And inhale the comforting scent of his pelt

Stroking his flank
He nuzzles into me 
As if I'm the only person 
He has chosen to touch him

When he's not there
I see him in my mind's eye
Stalking fences at midnight
By the light of the moon

So fiercely he stares
He grows wings
And a beak
Like a raven in the night

When's he's not there
His traces evaporate
Although my hands have held him
He dissolves

He is, without being
My black cat
He is, without being
My mind's midnight corvid

My black cat
Won't you leave me 
A little something
To remember you by?

Not a trace, he purrs
Not a trace
And disappears once more
Sinking into his darkness


#CapturedInWords


I have a terrible habit of never finishing what I set out to write and you know what? That’s fine. For me, writing is a progressive, evolutionary act and so I try to publish in short, first drafts to give myself less of a hard time and the freedom to capture whatever I feel at a given time. 


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March 03, 2017

Lisbon | A Weekend Walk #19

Lisbon | A Weekend Walk #19
What an interesting city. It's like one of those films where you're not sure what you think of it and spend weeks (sometimes ...
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February 19, 2017

The Verb To Be | #CapturedInWords

The Verb To Be | #CapturedInWords
This is an apple.  Can we (or should we) ever say that 'something is ', if it is not a permanent state of being? In Span...
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February 12, 2017

Ribbons and Taylor | Stoke Newington | East London

Ribbons and Taylor | Stoke Newington | East London
Set within what used to be a vintage clothing store, this cafe stands out along Stoke Newington's Church Street as a great example ...
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February 11, 2017

The House by the Sea | #CapturedInWords

The House by the Sea | #CapturedInWords
I woke from a dream of an old life where I slept in the attic room of a tall, dishevelled town house by the sea. The tired timber fra...
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