Memiors, My Poetry, People, Personal, Poetry, writing

Two-Headed Coin

You said you’d love me, till I lay cold in a box of walnut with silver handles; now I turn the electric blanket to two, and keep my socks on at night. You promised to wear your ring with pride, but melted it down for thirty dollars, You wanted to fall asleep inside me; rock… Continue reading Two-Headed Coin

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Animals, My Photos, My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, Personal, Pets, Poetry, writing

Love

she speaks in the way she moves her purr at my touch silences me

Animals, My Photos, My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, Pets, Poetry, writing

The Hunt

Rounded yellow eyes track movement up a wall, life’s short

Animals, Birds, My Photos, My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, New Zealand, Poetry, writing

Tui

standing out amongst the dawn chorus a lone Tui takes the solo  

My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, Poetry, writing

Notes

A new CD, the notes bounce across the carpet.

My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, Poetry, writing

Envelope

An envelope larger than the rest, familiar scrawl I’m not forgotten

Celebrities, My Poetry, My Small Stones Poetry, Poetry, writing

Rupert

  yellowed pages from 1910 his words dislodge perception

My Poetry, Poetry, writing

Requiem for the alien

Her brown eyes stare at the Y fork in the road. As he turns the car left, she’s back in the taupe coloured room, looking down past her legs spread wide, a pair of grey eyes staring – the colour of steel – above a white slash of cloth that covered the lower half of… Continue reading Requiem for the alien

Animals, Birds, Fauna, Funny Stuff, Pets

The Owl and the Pussycat

  A carved rock stands sentinel. Wave upon wave of white tips, sharp and blinding to unprotected eyes send fingernail sized crabs scraping for darkened protection. Tangled, green emerald fresh soothing, enlivening limbs weary, honeycombed pockets harbouring free flowing flora wretched from unsafe shelters, now anchored minute crustaceans, hidden among dancing green tentacles, espy undulating… Continue reading The Owl and the Pussycat

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Mask

# concealed in the reflection, my shattered face a broken self #