poems – From famine to feast.

i would tell you (poetry)

i would tell you i love you more than my life, that your existence is more vital than anything in the world, that your smile helps me up every day; i would tell you that since the first moment, when the pain and blood had passed and they put you in my arms, my heart…… Continue reading i would tell you (poetry)

I wish I spoke bird.

I wish I spoke bird. Chipmunk or coyote would be cool too, as would deer or bear. Birds hop in the nearby grass as the rain falls, seeking worms. Four-legged beasties climb my trees, venture bravely into my yard, grab pears the size of their bodies and drag them back to their nests. I hear…… Continue reading I wish I spoke bird.

Poetic of late.

I have not felt particularly poetic of late
which is odd
considering that I favour dark themes
and sad stories
which currently abound in the here and now…

Heat in September

Why does the heat feel different in September?
How does it know
that fall is fast approaching?…