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  • Conkers

    Conkers

    Well, it’s the end of the summer holidays, my boys are back at school on Monday. We schlepped home up the motorway dragging the detritus of beach living, sandy shoes, smelly towels. My arms are tanned, my feet sandal-striped. My boys are back in the town they have grown up in, the sea gulls far…

  • Wave

    Wave

    Today has been one of those days when you hope/know you have made a memory that will lodge itself into the unconscious memory of your children forever. Abandon on the beach. Body boarding, surf, crashing waves, laughter, light, sand, friends, sandy sandwiches, ice cream, love. Oh, an your mother screeching because she got stung by…

  • Wired

    Wired

    Sometimes I am inside a bubble but You can’t touch me. Or feel.  I’m behind a screen of complex clarity. Mouthing.  The momentum of belief, of conviction, lost Disappated by routine and torpor Diluted by that last glass So seemingly vital then.  Shutting down is easy and I am so still. So still.  Wake me…

  • Silver spoon

    Silver spoon

    I look for a silver spoon To help the medicine go down  The bitter taste sticks around And reminds me that  Life is not all sugar It’s not so sweet at times. But then, sugar isn’t really sweet A history stained with tyranny and tears.  Shielded by marketing and greed But it fixes the rancid…

  • Tidal

    True to say that my energy ebbs and flows these days. Today I did both. And a lot more too.