This morning, I watched the night turn to day. Many times a thought stirred that could have disturbed my stillness, but the dawn hung too thick in the air to allow me to be moved. The shadows around me gained sharp edges, and still I stayed. Until the day grew too ordinary to hold me in place any longer.
Dec 21, 2024
Dec 21, 2024 at 12:20 PM UTC
'L' trains trundle
Over rickety rails -
Menacing monsters
Terrorising the
City's streets
Highways heave through
The heart of the city -
Drop any plans to ponder
On the platforms
Positioned between its lanes
Cars make meals of
Metal bridges,
Blasting music over
Meandering motorbikes
Peace in city parks
Proves fleeting -
Screech of the cicadas
Periodically piercing
Precious silence
Head hits pillow,
Hubbub fades
But how long before
Sirens wail once again?
Nov 20, 2022
Nov 20, 2022 at 2:35 PM UTC
Frayed edges present soft fibres
Wicks in waiting
Until a trickle reaches out
To meet them
Mar 6, 2022
Mar 6, 2022 at 3:09 PM UTC
The sun reaches in to kiss my skin
When I lean out to greet it
Limbs press in all directions
Saving me from falling
The trees whisper amongst themselves
Painting their shadows on roofs below
I pull the air over my shoulders
Dissolving into the afternoon
Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020 at 10:34 AM UTC
The shock of the old
Cause and effect
Encounter the art of stillness,
Trust exercise
Another world is possible -
You must see before you die
Everyday legends,
A job to love,
Architecture to make you smile,
The restaurant at the end of the universe
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 8:14 AM UTC
Two butterflies fluttered, at first, alone
Though soon to be together blown
Into a single stream of wind
Theirs, to rise and tumble in
Jul 8, 2018
Jul 8, 2018 at 11:12 AM UTC
**** you, virus; all dripping nose, spluttering cough, nasty rash and sensitive nerves. **** you lack of sleep, eyelids drooping. **** you forgotten helmets and punctured tyres. **** you bitter cold night, and neverending space and time. **** you Canary Wharf, with your windy streets and unfriendly rules. **** you to missed signs, leading to wasted miles and wrong turns. And **** you London roads - every lump, **** and bump.
But thanks to caring friends, generous donators and 4,000 fellow do-gooders. Thanks to a bike that is well oiled and shifting smoothly. Thanks to free cycle surgeries, to 'Spicy Bikers' crisps, and an early dawn. Thanks to stunning landscapes and landmark buildings. Thanks to high-fives and whoops from strangers. And thanks especially to Luke, with his hot thermos of coffee at 4.30am.
Another 25km still to go...
Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 3:15 AM UTC
O' what joy
To complete a task
In one glorious fell swoop
Without follow-up call,
Repeat visit,
Or returns label
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 3:12 AM UTC
A single entwined mass
Swims in moonlit aquamarine
Anchored against torid tides
With tipsy eyes turned towards alternate shores,
Tongues wag tales to while away time
Two mariners pre-mourning the moment
When water forces empty space
Between their tangled fleet
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 4:02 AM UTC
If I was asked to
Fold my life in two,
I'd place the crease
Where I discovered Tool
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC