Category Archives: My Poems

A Winter of Words

In a winter of words the verbal garden hibernates. The streams dry up in a drought of expression, a writer’s depression. It is pencil down-time where poetry lies fallow; barren silence on a blank page. It’s a waiting time, a … Continue reading

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Men’s Rights of Passage

Exposed chests drip fresh blood to the earth below. The mirror smashed; red dark cave of grief and despair. Alone together – in silence, sweet surrender. Let this death sink in. Scars on the inside release the puss of ancient … Continue reading

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THE BEAST IN THE BASEMENT – part one

When a man overcomes his fear of the dark and resolves at last to journey down into the dungeon of himself; one tentative step follows another, through ancient cobwebs and skeletons of dust, till the damp floor of some forgotten … Continue reading

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Crossing Boundaries

Distant lowing of restless cattle Purr of an idling diesel tractor Alarm cackle of a swooping jay These sounds cut the still air Between green grass and blue skies Dead stick cracks under booted foot Stream bubbles over smooth stones … Continue reading

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Change

I just found this short poem I wrote a long time ago during a time of upheaval in my life. My circumstances are different now and it is an ‘autumn’ poem, not a spring one. But it may be no … Continue reading

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After the drought

A darkening northern sky, mountains rumbled to break the deadlock of drought, but only a dribble fell that day. It barely wetted the dusty earth, leaving us hot, fractious, heavy-legged. The next day dawned with black smoldering clouds and then … Continue reading

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The Place Beyond Words

In the white swan space of thin mountain air Truth comes as light pure unseen flowing – bathing illuminating entire worlds Who am I beyond words beyond thoughts beyond ideas beyond memories beyond emotions what am I really beneath it … Continue reading

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