Poems

Little things

I have warm slippers
to slip my feet in
as I pad to the dark kitchen.
There is a slice of lemon
in my glug of sparkling water.
The house hums its night song  read more »

Umbria

Thanks and oh yes
for this bright-folding day
green-girdled and sun-stretched,
heavy with lazy stillness,
stirred but not shaken by  read more »

Losing anchor

The ash tree
holds the sky,
biting bits of
blue between its boughs.  But beyond
the sky is full again
and stoops towards the tree
to hold its branches.
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I live on the shoreline of my family

I live
on the shoreline of my family,
wading in waters that keep
our lives breaking against each other,
the noise of the waves
a thrum that energises each thought  read more »

Wrapped in God

I am God wrapped in God.
I see God with my God
and hear God with my God.
Inside each of my thoughts,
each of my cells,
God dwells, God trembles
with Godlife.  read more »