Your Body, Your Gift
Your body. A mind-blowing miracle. An intelligent design. A sharp piece of machinery. A self-healing vessel. A house for your soul. A thing of beauty. It’s your gift. :::::: Fooled by its youthful...
View ArticleThe Shape of a Life
Our lives take a shape. A circle of unique history. A sequence of DNA entwined with time. A string of events and experiences. Memory chains and secrets. Curling into our heart chambers. Inhaling and...
View ArticleA Sense of Wonder
It doesn’t matter how modern and technocentric we get, we’ll always need poetry. As long as we haven’t morphed into cyborgs, as long as we’re human, we’ll yearn for it. Even if it’s not your cup of...
View ArticleI Want to Run
I want to run. Headlong in to the wind. Into the far mile of my dreams. Into the open arms of wildness. Where it whispers to me, Set your spirit free. I once met wildness. It hit me when I turned at...
View ArticleDigging
Today one of my favourite poets, Seamus Heaney, has died. This news may not ripple too far from Ireland, but the sadness has registered to my poetic heart all the way over here in Australia. He was a...
View ArticleLost Things
It was last seen somewhere between late evening and the old wooden desk. In that inarticulate pause connecting time and space, it slipped out of her reach. The search was in its fourth year. She knew...
View ArticleMore Light
The days are getting lighter. It’s the eve of summer. The days are stretching. The nights are compressing. More light. From as far as I can remember I have always loved light. Is there a more powerful...
View ArticleWatching Rain
Three days of rain. This corner of earth is cloaked with water. The gutters are leaking. The creek next to our house is bursting. I haven’t ventured out much. I’m immobilised by rain. I think I’m...
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