Monday, 31 January 2011

tea, no 31

Soak up the smell,
imbibe the hot juice
skimming the throat.

Hesitate for a while

Sunday, 30 January 2011

stairs 2, no 30

these stairs fold over one another.
curling at ground level -
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

Friday, 28 January 2011

inside the body, no 28

I heard that a man had a stroke.

I close my eyes and imagine being
& 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

Wednesday, 26 January 2011

tango in words, no 26

fingers dance over the keyboard
flirting with the letters
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)

Monday, 24 January 2011


a determined background hum,
a refusal to indulge in it's taunts

Growth, no 23

a little entangled
 off centre
sort of unruly
tendrils within reason.........

Sunday, 23 January 2011

Unpicking, no 22

Unpicking threads.

easing the cotton
and snapping the loose ends.

Friday, 21 January 2011

Thursday, 20 January 2011

empty chair, no 20

A smell of presence,
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.

Tuesday, 18 January 2011

no 18

"You are 20 minutes late"

Shall I get angry,
feel let down,

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

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

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

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

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

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

no 12

A rush of ideas
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

Monday, 10 January 2011

rotation, no 10

turbulance above
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

Saturday, 8 January 2011

damp, no 08

feet submerged in cool damp grass,
circulates life through the body

Friday, 7 January 2011

new, no 07

My body is bathed in sunshine,
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

Wednesday, 5 January 2011

touch, no 05

i lie beneath the duvet
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

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

Sunday, 2 January 2011

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