Kings
With fingers stained and sticky From the juice of scrumped berries I peel enamel scales from the top of the weathered climbing frame. From its ramparts, my pink … Continue reading
Acoustic Mirrors (Dover)
A wheatear cocks it’s head neck stuttering as it tries to focus on the insect buzz not comprehending that this is no meal – no mayfly nor mosquito – … Continue reading
Flesh and Feather
Drab brown drag bustling with the snap and jitter of twelve frames a second. Squabble tweedling with dickering kin scrabble-flickering for errant grain. The farmers sons with .22 strength … Continue reading
Not Gold
A rucksack, mugger torn, spills a life to the floor. Gathering the remnants; wallet, money, destination gone; no choice but a park bench; enamelled metal and stale beer sticky; … Continue reading
Losna (Winter)
From beside a sun- paled bridge – enamel petals falling, brickle and bleached – I watch the mounting satellite – wan-creeping above bitter horizon – over looking-glass spatters of … Continue reading
Life – infinite – Death
Well, look at these beauties! My new creative writing project is a short, non-linear story based around the theories of Boltzman, Everett, Schrodinger and Tegmark. It’s an experiment and a … Continue reading
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