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  • Nocturne

    Nocturne

    I stay up late at night: I somehow need to feel the dark. To have a space to bubble into, Rise and grow and stretch myself. But I am also lonely. Late at night is a solo shift. I should be being social, chatty. But I shrink away from that. A conundrum lies before me,…

  • Out of the depths

    Out of the depths

    I used to read the Tales of the Martyrs And wonder at the variety of ends They came to as they held beliefs steadfastly Defiant ’til they dropped down, spent, away. My favourite was ‘pressing’ like olive oil Life seeping out between boards With each weight added inflicting More pressure than one could endure But…

  • Chain stitch

    Chain stitch

    do you love your life Not in a cliche, tv, sleb, thoughtless way Spouting the words without moving a cell. I mean do you wonder at how it all works How blood rushes round  Turning blue as it flows How the synapses crackle and spark in the gloom And the air moves with purpose And…