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A rainbow pours

it’s perfect spectrum

into sighing woods

beyond the edge of the garden.

And joy climbs upwards

from my toes.

Neon arc rebuffs engulfing grey… 28 more words


Again in the Hollow Again



In the hollow she sleeps. She does not sleep. She is in the ditch laying half on grass and half on drainage rock. 677 more words

Narrative Collection

Time and tide

Today (August 31) in the Anglican Church we commemorate the life of St Aidan. He was one of St Columba’s monks, sent as a missionary to Northumbria at the request of King Oswald. 433 more words

Blog Entries


in limit.

they say still this was:

an excess?

so, why was this all,

an issue of excessive-ness.

what was this, something called excess?

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Here the secretive tide laps at banks

Quiet as centuries and wrapped

In twisted mesh of ancient oak limbs;

Twig fingers scraping molecule-thin skin

Of the cool green-blue world that slides… 54 more words


Someone stop this time...

Someone please stop this time, or at least tell me what’s going on with it going so fast.. seriously!

Almost 3 and 1/2 months gone?? But I just made my resolutions. 429 more words


Mortal - a haiku

Small boy scrapes his name

With a stick in the wet sand.

I will the tide still.

~Polly Oliver (2017)