Soak up the smell,
imbibe the hot juice
skimming the throat.
Hesitate for a while
Monday, 31 January 2011
Sunday, 30 January 2011
stairs 2, no 30
these stairs fold over one another.
curling at ground level -
descending - ready for another day
descending - ready for another day
Saturday, 29 January 2011
luxuriating flies, no 29
Sun dipped brick wall,
flies at rest.
Sheltering under overhang
of the next cloud
flies at rest.
Sheltering under overhang
of the next cloud
Friday, 28 January 2011
inside the body, no 28
I heard that a man had a stroke.
I close my eyes and imagine being
body,
mind
& emotion
trapped in skin
Thursday, 27 January 2011
making off with thoughts on the stairs, no 27
i have run up and down these stairs twenty times today,
with each step thoughts travel in time
with each step thoughts travel in time
Wednesday, 26 January 2011
tango in words, no 26
fingers dance over the keyboard
flirting with the letters
and
romancing with the words
touch typing! no 25
I wrpe tjod dypmr eojypiy ;pplomh yp ftt rjdu ,ojjy kd[[tm
(I wrote this stone without looking to see what might happen)
(I wrote this stone without looking to see what might happen)
Monday, 24 January 2011
tinnitus
a determined background hum,
a refusal to indulge in it's taunts
a refusal to indulge in it's taunts
Growth, no 23
a little entangled
off centre
sort of unruly
tendrils within reason.........
off centre
sort of unruly
tendrils within reason.........
Sunday, 23 January 2011
Unpicking, no 22
Unpicking threads.
Stabbing,
pulling,
plucking,
easing the cotton
and snapping the loose ends.
Stabbing,
pulling,
plucking,
easing the cotton
and snapping the loose ends.
Friday, 21 January 2011
material of the world, no 21
over and over again
see something else
in the repetition
see something else
in the repetition
Thursday, 20 January 2011
empty chair, no 20
A smell of presence,
a map of your body
in the creased cushion.
a map of your body
in the creased cushion.
Wednesday, 19 January 2011
Portable presence, no 19
Carried around in my pocket
you fit snuggly.
But on occasions you fall through
a hole in the bottom.
At other times you stick out
at the top.
you fit snuggly.
But on occasions you fall through
a hole in the bottom.
At other times you stick out
at the top.
Tuesday, 18 January 2011
no 18
"You are 20 minutes late"
Shall I get angry,
frustrated,
feel let down,
disappointed,
or
unimportant?
Or shall I observe
this 20 minutes of space?
Shall I get angry,
frustrated,
feel let down,
disappointed,
or
unimportant?
Or shall I observe
this 20 minutes of space?
Monday, 17 January 2011
injesting the day, no 17
skin resembling blotting paper
soaking up the -
be there
do this
say yes
say no
the be responsible
have an opinion
the listening
the talking -
of life
soaking up the -
be there
do this
say yes
say no
the be responsible
have an opinion
the listening
the talking -
of life
Sunday, 16 January 2011
no 16
She stands back looking at another woman's large bump.
Its as if she is viewing a work of art,
"i'm due on Monday"
she says.
A flurry of envy offers me a little burn
Its as if she is viewing a work of art,
"i'm due on Monday"
she says.
A flurry of envy offers me a little burn
Saturday, 15 January 2011
no 15, the capital
woke today
and hated captial letters;
bullies towering above
the others,
thinking they are so special
i abandon
capital letters today
and hated captial letters;
bullies towering above
the others,
thinking they are so special
i abandon
capital letters today
Friday, 14 January 2011
repetition, no 14
It comes naturally
one foot raises -
the other balancing
and then down.
Today is not about
the getting there-ness
but savouring
each step-ness
of the journey
one foot raises -
the other balancing
and then down.
Today is not about
the getting there-ness
but savouring
each step-ness
of the journey
Thursday, 13 January 2011
no 13
I told you about my idea,
you remind me of the pitfalls.
I want you to be on my side
you remind me of the pitfalls.
I want you to be on my side
Wednesday, 12 January 2011
no 12
A rush of ideas
time for a rummage
to handle
and rearrange the contents
time for a rummage
to handle
and rearrange the contents
Tuesday, 11 January 2011
no 11
The wind spun its way through the gardens
of suburban houses
playing at catching its tail
of suburban houses
playing at catching its tail
Monday, 10 January 2011
rotation, no 10
turbulance above
a large wood pigeon
with wings like a wind turbine
a large wood pigeon
with wings like a wind turbine
Sunday, 9 January 2011
a name in my mouth, no 09
I ate Gibanica - a Serbian cheese pie,
the name melts in my mouth
the name melts in my mouth
Saturday, 8 January 2011
damp, no 08
feet submerged in cool damp grass,
circulates life through the body
circulates life through the body
Friday, 7 January 2011
new, no 07
My body is bathed in sunshine,
new possibilities are on the horizon
new possibilities are on the horizon
Thursday, 6 January 2011
emptiness, no 06
mind empty, energy low, time passes,
no words,
trying to accept lifes peaks and troughs
no words,
trying to accept lifes peaks and troughs
Wednesday, 5 January 2011
touch, no 05
i lie beneath the duvet
in that moment before fully awakening
your hand touches my face
in that moment before fully awakening
your hand touches my face
Tuesday, 4 January 2011
cracks, no 04
a spider clings to the bath,
falling it begins another ascent.
After time fulfilling the task,
it disappears beneath the floorboards
falling it begins another ascent.
After time fulfilling the task,
it disappears beneath the floorboards
Monday, 3 January 2011
skyward, no 3
a young girl stands alone in the street
her neck folds back as she looks skyward
other’s pass extending bird like
in an uncanny dance
her neck folds back as she looks skyward
other’s pass extending bird like
in an uncanny dance
Sunday, 2 January 2011
unobserved, no 02
a familiar sound often unnoticed
reminds me of home
reminds me of home
Saturday, 1 January 2011
stepping back, no 01
a man with a small brown dog strides towards the shop
he pushes the door and steps back in disbelief
I watch from the window contemplating his next move
he pushes the door and steps back in disbelief
I watch from the window contemplating his next move
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