My eye’s finger-tips can never quite draw from the tarmac a face distinct, but I know it is God perfected, there in the oily rainbow’s slow… Read more “VIGNETTES -perfection”
Afterwards Beyond before, and of trinity Time, existing only through moments now, a lover’s sleep or the dreadful chime, perhaps hands on scythe or plough. What… Read more “AFTERWARDS”
A part of the whole As martyred saviour defiant stood I upon a pulpit peak and shouted of gauntlets thrown into pasture below daring the wind… Read more “A PART OF THE WHOLE”
the face of my god I do not stand before you a poor man, for I have touched the face of my god, his… Read more “THE FACE OF MY GOD”
An imperceptible moment At break of dawn, when day transgresses night, and all is a beginning, there is hidden a gossamer thread therein, slight as butterfly song… Read more “AN IMPERCEPTIBLE MOMENT”
Sonnet 6 Should you look at those of wealth and power and think of me as a man with riches shorn know I prize the touch of… Read more “SONNET 6”
From a trilogy on the nature of the human condition and reality. The Beach The Face REALITY Is it the movement of hands around a watch… Read more “REALITY”
From a trilogy on the nature of the human condition and reality. Reality The Face THE BEACH I found myself on a deserted beach where laughing… Read more “THE BEACH”
Companion piece to ‘Life’s purpose’. WE SOULS ON THE BREEZE We are but mere amusement for fates gentle chivvying blow, it’s nudges and prods. Given… Read more “WE SOULS ON THE BREEZE”
Thoughts on the nature and significance or insignificance of time. THERE IS ONLY NOW… Read more “THERE IS ONLY NOW”
Allegory, symbolism and a recurring theme of mine, the mystery of life’s purpose, the nature of the human condition and what is reality. Designed to stimulate imagination… Read more “WHEN LABOURS CEASE”
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