Monthly Archives: January 2013

the package…

My parcel came back. Six months and 12,000 miles in the journeying. The woman named-tagged back behind the counter smiled gently, Suggested I check the address, Repack. Resend. I nodded back pale polite, Knew the direction three times checked. It … Continue reading

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night walk..

At nine the night is empty, Snow silent, Soft with secrets that drift and dream. The evening flickers bright by TV light. Through curtain chinks, Families chew. That green gleam holds life in sight, But it is lived elsewhere, Inside. … Continue reading

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the quiet guy…

This is for you. This is the thank you I would write you if our lives had not wound off different ways. It is the you I would show you if I could take tours in my head or let … Continue reading

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snow story..

The days break under foot, Ice bound, Dead cold, But beauty blooms resilient. Another world is just a hedge hop away. Though it takes grit and grime to get there, Through snow stained with shit and piss, Stark and litter … Continue reading

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planning the pep talk..

I have been quiet. The last weeks and months have been tough and I’ve been short on inspiration, without words. I still find dawns, sunsets, beauties to breath on, but life has felt a lot like existence rather than living … Continue reading

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digging up the dead…

I’m sorry. The dead do not speak for us to hear them. All unanswered questions must be jam-jarred for a rainy day, The arguments sit pickled, part done when the chills come on. The love yous linger but they are … Continue reading

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being loved..

Heya Bab, This was our second winter without you but of course, as ever, you were very much here. We go into the hills to remember you, but the act feels pleasantly unimportant. We return there again and again so … Continue reading

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