How I wish for this dark night of the human soul to be over, and for all of thefossil fuels to stay underthe ground so that wemay not become part of the fossil record just yet:I wish to reserve this privilege fora later date... © Experimentsinfiction 2021, All Rights Reserved I've had enough... Of all the... Continue Reading →
February #poetry #Earthweal
February’s a fine monthof snowdrops and crocuses, thefirst whisperings of early spring:can you hear themfighting for breathbeneath the sleeping earth?Place your ear to the groundthrough the dustyou may justhear them sing. February's a fun monththe month that I was born, andI still celebrate this re-awakening though I'm a long time grown:this poet's monthseedlings of songsand... Continue Reading →
‘Strawberry Picking’ revisited for Earthweal: #poetry
One dayafter many a heartachewe will simply walkinto the wooded confines of the gorgesearching for strawberriesgems of sweet delighthidden amongst the swaying grass and leaves lit by sunshine which falls after the early summer rain has washed the grass, the leaves,the hillsides greenand cleanses usabsolves us aswe pause to taste a momentary joy: Sweet welcome,sugaring... Continue Reading →
Strunjan #poetry #Earthweal
The salt pans of Sečovlje sleep while sailing boats shelter in place along the harbourthe sun also risesI stretch out my hand and touch Croatiathe narrow peninsular’s dotted and furred with cypress and Mediterranean pinethe sculpture park we visited the first time I came here where all the dreams of a great empire sleep like lions... Continue Reading →
Apoc-eclipsed: #poetry #Earthweal
Let’s hope that 2020 won’t becomeApoc-eclipsedwhen catastrophic climate change takes hold:We’ve placed our lives on hold, still, not enoughto save us from our epidemic greed.Let’s pause, take heed, consider how we might avoidthe worst of this. It lies in understanding that the way we live our livesneeds shaking up:We hide under our duvets watching Netflix,... Continue Reading →
Inviting Sir Dodo to the New Year’s Feast
Sir Dodo has been left out in the coldfor shameless years that I care not to count:adorning displays in the Natural History Museum;shafted, stuffed and shelved upon a mount:Come in, Sir Dodo, come out of the cold, the time of feasting is upon us, justas once we feasted upon you this table's yours and you... Continue Reading →
Razor-edge #poetry #Earthweal
There’s a razor-edge scrapingthe broad blue blood-light of the skyabout to burst into all the bright colours of daybut I can’t see itnot today:I'm stuck in the shadow-side of the mountain'Mount What-might-have-been' wonderingif I made the right cutwould that let the light flood inand fill me with forgetfulness of everything that once has been andnever will again?But... Continue Reading →
Conjunction #poetry #Earthweal
I’m no believer in astrologybut tonightsomething profoundwill occur in the sky:Two points of light will coalescefrom our perspective(dim though it is)last spiedin Galileo's time.In cosmic terms, this time is nothingbut for us, it means much:Transition out of superstitioninto a willing suspension of beliefin anything other than those cold cogsgravely grinding like our noses to the... Continue Reading →
Incensed #poetry #Earthweal
Incensedby all the cruelties and confusion ofthe current year:The deaths and deprivation;sadness, isolation, fearI cultivate an inner light to sparka flame in mind;burn incenseat the high altar ofhuman kindness;sharewords with a worldin isolation, connectedas we have never been beforethis Advent-tideabandoningconsumerismhappily, I liverecapturing that spiritof thanksgiving, warmth and lightrecalled from childhood:heady, incense-scentedburning boldlyChristmas-candle-bright. Posting for Earthweal's... Continue Reading →
Those high places #poetry #Earthweal
I long for those high lonely placesup there in the realm of endless sunup whereclouds gather thenskies thunder lightning strikesrain follows falling thena rainbow paints the skyand I long once again for those high places those high, wide open spaceswhere I once wandered freelyas a childdreams, hopes, imagination unrestraineddesire saying nothing more to me than'let me wander here!'And still... Continue Reading →