• on space

    as I die will I rememberwhen we were in our teenswalking you home, my bicycle to handunder a sky so deepthe enormity of creation emphasisedthe insignificance of us? ~ CLP 25/12/2021

  • on time

    music ignites pasthappiness written in notescould love ever die? ~ n.b. ‘Heroes’ anyone? ~ CLP 18/12/2021

  • on fire

    winter cold as everseeing shapes dance in the grateembers or old flames? ~ CLP 17/2/2021

  • on time

    falling off a cliffyesterday has disappearedyour presence absent ~ CLP 13/12/2021

  • on winter

    turquoise or azureit’s not a competitionletter box of light ~ JS & CLP 12/12/2021

  • on time

    someone chose sixtiesbut each day’s spin could have beenplayed out in nineties ~ CLP 12/12/2021

  • Over

    the years I forget messy details memory fails what went wrong to us ~ CLP 10/05/2021

  • on memory

    how does it happen?looking at youin your old photosI elsewhere in my ownyet here we sitas happy asif we’d never been apart ~ CLP 09/12/2021

  • on love

    heard it all before?torn up the script, binned the book?good sense of humour?you’ll need itwhen you find yourself backscanning the shelvesbeing caught by a catchy titlereaching out instinctivelygently pulling at the spinehandling it with respectliking the coversavouring the smell of the fresh-printed pageengaged by the writingchoosing to invest some timeyou take it homedip indiscover this

  • on time

    polite conventionsour coping mechanismsmerely scaffolding ~ n.b. What has form, seems solid, does the job for now, is nothing without foundations. Nuts and bolts rust, we need cement to build tomorrows. CLP 28/11/2021