Monthly Archives: September 2017
It had been a long summer. Training had been hard as had been the running of relentless races, but I was improving and I could see me getting closer to Abebe at the end. He had done well this year, … Continue reading
Today is National Poetry Day And we are blessed In a confused and conflicting presence We have a thought A thought that times will get better The thought that if we care Others will care The world will heal We … Continue reading
a charm of goldfinches graze the troubled waters, under bridges reflecting the tiger stripes above; the fall. missing the wadding of boots, not hearing the sound of war, as it marks for life the mind of those who it … Continue reading
I see it in the twilight, I hear it soothe with song attuned to diminishing perception, a perfect illusion of voluptuous pain, singing around me before the night: after my eyes are veiled, when I’m alone with you.
They came to the place slowly; climbing up the three thousand feet of heather, rock and scree. As they raised their heads, a beam of light shone at them through the clouds. “A miracle,” said Hangus. “The gods are with … Continue reading
awaiting the succulent pancakes, watching the leeks and daffodils, abiding the resilience or resistance to the human race agony, marching on again to sackcloth and ashes, any way it’s a toss up; perpetuated by old thought, old minds, killing the … Continue reading