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On a bitterly cold Parisian morning, after a long wait in line to enter Louvre and then nearly stampeded by an on rush of myriad tour group… 112 more words



On ‘thoughts’ not being enough.

tucked up in the warm
east wind screams through the pine wood
thoughts for the homeless


Two Anthologies: A Review

The Edge of Necessary, John Goodby and Lyndon Davies (eds.), Aquifer Books, Oct 2019, ISBN 978-1-9998367-1-9, £13.00

NOON: An Anthology of Short Poems, Philip Rowland (ed.), Isobar Press, May 2019, ISBN 978-4-907359-26-3, £14.70… 1,233 more words



Sweep up all the words,

Slosh out your soapy waters,

drown the spiders with them,

Bring down the old Halloween decorations,

The Christmas thoughts,

And find new things to stir that

Precious space


Kind of life

Plead with me
drink my bones
take the feed
bring the flood
drown before you know tomorrow
let go of all that real sorrow
drown in liquor and in lies… 54 more words



Ancestors taught their ways
World changed, I stayed
the same, preserving what was,
is precious in my eyes
settlers entered mother amazon
told a thousand lies… 12 more words


Robin and the frost

For Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt and for dverse, a poem written in quatrains using the rhyming scheme of one of my favourite poems, Yeats’s When you are old and grey. 99 more words