• The Life of Reilly (I)

    I last saw him Wandering through the wire Khaki cap askew Jacket smart with brass buttons Polished last night As commanded Flashing flirty smiles At the mouths of Mausers. A vicious frost lay Kindly on the mud. From beneath his weary boots I heard The crunch of ice “Jack!” I called He turned, waved, grinned. I

  • Haiku for a Hobo

    Following the wind Finds interest everywhere Longing to be home. . CLP 02/11/2018

  • First Light (i)

    In the end of night Sun leathered magnolia leaves Resound to beats of rain Set grass blades to shivery dance Cracked soil swells, fills, closes quenched Droplets pool in hollows Shimmering sheets cover all Border foliage floats On the rising flood. . Earthworms Souls from the very depths Swollen, pale pink, choked Join the engorged slugs

  • Tides

    Rocked by the moon Gentle rhythms of the sea Soothe the restless Earth. . CLP 30/10/2018

  • Sanderlings III

    Pause of tide at turn Quiet feeding on shoreline Sun adds nourishment . CLP 29.10.2018

  • Some Foreign Field

    Roads and streets unfamiliar Yet still grey drawn faces Peer down at uneven pavements Slabs tipsy underfoot Coats pulled tight to tucked in chins Hands pushed in pockets Stooped figures limp toward the lights so bright Shadows struggle to keep up With these shufflers Wrapt in hopeful talk. . The same battered cars line kerbs

  • Sanderlings II

    Waves wash the shore Distrupt frantic foragers Life balanced on edge . CLP 27/10/2018

  • Sanderlings

    Waves break and retreat Clockwork legs run forth and back Movement defines life . CLP  26/10/2018

  • On Fog

    Calm cool sea caresses Warm sleepy body of land Breaths are confused. . CLP 25/10/2018

  • Footnote

    Tuesday evening Eighteen thousand two hundred TVs not needed. . CLP 24/10/2018