He’s Back -Ginge Take Two

Something’s gone wrong, something’s changed. My heart breaks. He’s back. I’m so, so sad for him, I’m gutted to find him once again in the same situation, it’s not fair. Since June last year, all through the summer he was a regular visitor, part of our tribe. He turned up suddenly, simply appeared one day,...

Dream Creatures

Losing my mind through imagination, breaking through.....

Ghosts

He’s there. Glimpses, then gone, but I see you. Sneaking through the shadows, dodging the open spaces, peering from hidey holes, running for cover. I see you. I feel you. Survivor, street scuttler, night walker, hidden crier, bony wanderer. All weathers, alone, you wander the streets, round and round but will not trust. Your gaunt...

Nightmares

                A nightmare. Stirring in the night, disorientated, fearful, states of being overlapping, one thing, another, consciousness swimming between places, spaces, melting and moulding, there are no limits, no borders; am I still dreaming, am I awake? Is the horrible figure there or not? Is it real or not? Not moving but listening. A strange...

Last Days of Autumn

I had these done a while ago, but as ever life got in the way. It was the most beautiful autumnal morning and I just wanted to capture it, the moment, the presence. There were more but I struggled to get this as well as it is, still getting used to the new editor and...

Animal Consciousness

I have loved animals all my life and always known they had consciousness, I never doubted it. Most people have probably seen this by now, but I have just watched it again and it never fails to move me, overwhelm me; it is so profound, so moving, so powerful, if you’ve not seen it, watch...

You’re Not Alone

This is ginge, just one of the many solitary wanderers, who survive alone, out there somewhere, much of the time invisibly. They all have stories we’ll never know, you only have to look at their faces, look into their eyes, to see they have carried a lot. This poor boy turned up in the garden...

The Power Of Words

I love poetry and don’t read it enough and while browsing some second hand books today I came across a book with the simple title ‘Cat Poems’, loving both I naturally picked it up, but expecting it would most likely be many of the same poems I have already, in other collections, many times over;...

Strange Days Have Found Us

I sit down to try and get back to my writing, so much waiting to be finished, waiting to be released and realized, but the workmen at the bottom of the street fill the air with their perpetual racket as they rape some other piece of wild land, pile-driving their way through the ground, disturbing...

A SAD LOSS

I just found out yesterday that Alan Watt died on 4 March 2021; such a shock, so sad, another ‘truth warrior’ gone, the world feels a lesser place without him, especially in such dark times when evil is rising and spreading round the world, we need as many ‘light warriors’ as possible, so it is...