Walking MayWalking the flower garden, this opening of spring, listening to birdsong,the wind and treesthat sing, for...

Spring in the Garden of May.

Even if I…Even if the sun,I feel were blind, I would like to hold your face in the quiet of my hands, and trace ...

For ifthere is,truly,a Spring in winter let me drink then,deeply of your beautiful eyes to see the dawn of morning blue,for laughter&...

TheyHe pulled. Felt her hand in his. Remembering her taste. Her smell. The way her body cleaved into his. His into hers.Mustiness. Earth. Wonder. Urgency.The earth crumbled around him. It matted...

February AfternoonThe sun setslong shadows,cast the distance upon the broken garden wallBut amongst the cracks,the silence,beneath the settling...

S(he)He was awakening. The stiffness of sleep held him tight within its arms. The winter stars were wrapped in sheathes of time about his legs and lower body. From somewhere outside of himself he could feel a growing sense of urgency. A ...

She (1)She was not sure when it started. A cold day perhaps. Long shadows. Early evening. She could feel in her memories the wind blow cool from the mountains around the valley. A shiver of possibilities across the leng...

A Sleepy Summer AfternoonIt’s a lazy, sleepy afternoon, the villages are empty, flowers,in colours of summer, curtsy and nod in ...

She could see their forms shiver and shimmy. She stepped closer. Her self belief was not unsurprised by what she was seeing: two people bound together by time, place-and not a little love.The wind whispered again, hushing her doubts asid...

She turned and walked back from the beach. Everyone had long since gone. The storm had passed, the skies were  clear once again, and the wind had settled into restful sighs across the silver birches. The trees were still and yet crooke...

He paused, scratched his head with his pen, as if to recall something he had forgotten ‘…and,’ he stuttered,‘something has turned up at the church, over the last few months, we’ve had reports of moving lights at night. Youths probab...

KentThe cherry blossom fell, along the garden paths, and  upon others, that lay, still, quiet and hidden, among the thickening shadows, ...

A fist of leavesFor is not time dawn itself?Having shaken the stars from a now empty sky, she now races to catch the night before the call of day, dancing, skipping, gathering the shadows fleeing before her catch, her catc...

The helicopter flew low, hovering above the breaking tide. The ship was a bleached skeleton of former seaworthiness. Fragments of sail and broken masts, collapsed and shattered, lay at broken angles and forgotten shapes, upon the seaweed and ba...

The WaspIt’s colder now, wings heavy, skies too grey for warmth life, and blossom, and still the wasp moves, struggling in spluttering steps across the broken stones. The fruits have fallen, time and leaf lie together, ...

War is and coming,a thunder-scratchacross humanity’s eyeEvil rises, the black hooded horror of blindness an endless serpent s...

The MeadowA meadow full of memories, the faded colours of summer, rest upon the skeletal hands and leaves, for summer whispers to autum...

HereHe somehow felt the woman sag aside him. Heard a sigh of incredulity and the dull low growl of the two dogs, as he himself turned and looked for himself in the direction of the storm.Then‘It is done,’ Emily whispered,...

This is a place of slow time, with a sky that reaches above a sudden, empty wind, with the hidden stars, turning beacons of light upon eons of eternity, above the pointing fingers of an ancient forest, and below, amongst the leaves and acorns, ...

Six bellsIt was upon the six bells tolling across the darkness that opened the day with a yawn, October stretched, shook, and chased the light rain off his skin.It was cooler now. He passed his invisible hands t...

FallingWith warm winds that bring each autumn, summer’s last breath falls across the fields,October lies, fallow,beneath the stars as gently, ...

Suddenly (Autumn)All of a sudden, summer, picked up his bags of sun and flowers, and left along the garden path, beneath the blustery shadows of a billowing emptying, racing sky.He turned to the hidden brook and ...

She had called the emergency services. ‘A drowning,‘ she had explained when the ambulances arrived. This after the police car and officers arrived along the narrow one-sided lane, that led past the sunken church to the meadows, and then along t...

October fields before the fall, ploughed deep and long ‘afore winters call, for the skies are wrapped in a thousand stars, of spring ...