Poem: Old Tracks II

Poem: Old Tracks II

  Two days ago I published a poem called Old Tracks on this blog. This poem, Old Tracks II, follows on from that poem…. OLD TRACKS II And knowing New tracks Are always On offer, You can afford To look around As you travel The old ones And notice What’s new?...
Poem: Old Tracks II

Poem: Old Tracks

Old Tracks And then you seem to fall Through a rabbit hole, Like Alice. And all of a sudden You’re back on old tracks. The tracks where Experience looks Like it’s coming From out there. From him, from her From your past From your wiring. How did you get here?...
Why ‘how’ you feel doesn’t matter

Why ‘how’ you feel doesn’t matter

On the estuary where I live, every day, beautiful patterns of sea, sky, sand and land are revealed, changing with every fall and rise of the tide. It is never the same two days running. The interplay of light land and water is a daily living picture gallery that takes...