Rummaging through the attic of an old tea office in the mountains, the children followed me around calling out in the local dialect. I don't know what they were saying but their voices made the cobwebs on the cups tremor.
January 28, 2017
April 16, 2017
Of Understanding Men | #CapturedInWords
'You do not understand men.' You scolded me A final statement A parting blow 'You do not understand men.' ...
June 16, 2016
Actions Speak Louder Than Words | #CapturedInWords
When I posted John Donne’s most famous poem ‘No Man Is An Island’ the other day, it was the beginning of a thought process that starte...
November 13, 2016
The Nighthawk | #CapturedInWords
I came to meet a nighthawk As the moon it swelled to its fullest fill Heavy, held aloft on the shoulders of the horizon As it r...
June 24, 2017
August 21, 2016
June 06, 2016
Your Body The Sea (Pt. 1) | #CapturedInWords
Today I sat on a cold shingle beach Covered by a sky that came without a hem. Knitted with clouds it was not; An expanse of gr...
June 29, 2017
The Jester | #CapturedInWords
The gardener, the sailor, the fiddler Flash the jester None the truthful man Yet or ever Just refraction Illuminating my r...
February 25, 2016
A Blackbird | #CapturedInWords
Past the garden gate The jagged silhouette of a pipe Puffs soft chugs of steam That curl like the smoke From a trembling cigar...
February 13, 2016
Tea Haiku | #CapturedInWords
Your morning memory blooms in a huff of tea-steam; soft, distorted and, rising, gone. The touch of sun...
May 10, 2016
The Season's Edge | #CapturedInWords
I breathe urban petrichor and honeysuckle heaviness, Look to a sky drawing its heels across cement grey Where gold burning rings ...
March 08, 2018
1918 | #CapturedInWords
(Continued from Moon Faces) There were a dozen moons that night. She counted them from the wheelbarrow as George raced them around th...
August 22, 2016
A Polite Man is Gone | #CapturedInWords
This grief is a quiet visitor Waiting for its turn to speak Gently, holding up its hand as if to say Don't mind me This g...
February 08, 2017
Observations from China #5 | #CapturedInWords
I can see it, I saw it, I still see it now. I can't go there, I couldn't, I never will. I will remember it, though. ...
January 02, 2017
Just a Thought | #CapturedInWords
Is the ability to 'destroy' my missing piece? Can there be love in destruction? It seduces me in my dreams. Dogs tearing dogs a...
February 13, 2016
The Ink Tide | #CapturedInWords
Last night I dreamt that you and I were swept away on a silent, deaf tide. You, stricken, lit by the moon. I, in darkness, unheard...
December 18, 2015
The Accordion Man | #CapturedInWords
The sky over the park is framed by naked trees standing stark to attention, upturned, as if a black network of nerves has taken root...
March 07, 2018
Intimate Inanimate | #CapturedInWords
Paint flecks on wrists Thermal fabric cloyed on hips Close to your skin These inanimate things That moved with you Alive, pul...
April 12, 2017
Blankets of Gold | #CapturedInWords
(The rapeseed fields, Bilting, Kent) The light came so quickly after the darkness As if it had never been dark at all Soarin...
May 26, 2016
Where's Your Sun Now | #CapturedInWords
As powerful as you are pathetic, whimpering, tormented with emotion and manacled to a ship's mast, whipped, clawed at, beaten against...
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