Monday, 31 December 2012


A few of my favourite photos from this past year.
Seems to me this was a  roller coaster year of emotions. 
 And that isn't a complaint in the least. 
Indeed my word for the year was (S)well
I suppose I asked for it then!
Cheers 2012, you have been rousing!
(Wait your turn 2013, I will talk to you tomorrow)

Wednesday, 26 December 2012

Handle Bars

That moustached man intrigues me. 
Such angst and turmoil, sadness and hair pulling avidity. 
 I wonder how much of it is because he sits alone in this crowded pub,
finds it de rigueur to the fill the empty space around himself with unnecessary motion.
all I want to do, on this day before the day before,
 is to lay my hand on his thin artistic shoulder
and whisper a reminder
to wear a curly smile above your lips
- such cheery jungle jim arms drawing rosy apples on your cheeks-
 is a recipe for joy.

Saturday, 15 December 2012

Miss J

She sends word bombs across town
that explode in my heart
fizzing and popping with a special kind of goodness
I am quite certain
she has no idea
how they make me fly
with wings made of home-made chocolate love
And I think to myself
that if that baby of hers is caressed daily
with these same silky bits
Then one day
there will be a queen among us.

Sunday, 9 December 2012

Pretty Words

Pretty words
Cascading over my shoulders and down my spine
Sinking barbs into the pathways between my eyes
and my gut
Disassembling my body into satiated parts
that could not walk away
When all signs said to run

Wednesday, 5 December 2012

Mr Dipper

Oh Mr Dipper, do you know how you tempt me
hanging so low in the northern sky
I am quite sure you are close enough for me to reach
Pull myself up into your cupped hand
and curl up in your midnight embrace