A pinch of salt, by Robert Graves

When a dream is born in you With a sudden clamorous pain, When you know the dream is true And lovely, with no flaw nor stain, O then, be careful, or with sudden clutch You’ll hurt the delicate thing you prize so much. Dreams are like a bird that mocks, Flirting the feathers of his…

The Foreboding, by Robert Graves

Looking by chance in at the open window I saw my own self seated in his chair With gaze abstracted, furrowed forehead Unkempt hair. I thought that I had suddenly come to die, That to a cold corpse this was my farewell, Until the pen moved slowly upon paper And tears fell. He had written…

mimicked in salt

my body feels so heavy my arms, limbs, eyelids my mouth turned down at the corners my heart in my stomach and my head clouded so thick. i imagined the door closing, light disappearing. blackness. and that wall being rebuilt, brick by brick – yet the chasm was wider, deeper and darker. the cries of…

summer storms

My dad once told me, about 20 years ago, that the weather comes in cycles, every 10 years or so. Okay, so climate change has kind of made that regularity change somewhat, or so I would have thought! However, I got a notification this morning about a memory I had on Facebook 9 years ago…

Invictus, by William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the Pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and…

only one arc

That one thunderbolt last night shook the entire building, and from my dream I jumped – believing a bomb had gone off – the alarms outside ringing through the night streets. The air was so still, yet so electric, the negative ions making the air dense and heavy, and at the same time, static, looking…

melting pot

  The sun dappled through the sky-high grass playing across my vision A melting pot of colour of emotional intuition I let go – eventually – The energy of those around me Striking starkly. And I see the sky’s rhythm Dancing light And tall stems A sunset backdrop. Your aura Smile Being. How we merged…

sea & sky view

I had the recent pleasure to visit a friend in Trondheim, Norway, for a week. I have a few more photos and a story or two to share with you, but thought to give you a taster of what it was like up there last weekend. The fjord stretched out To the shore at the…

a delicious day to dance

Sweltering Sunday surrounds me with sunny yellow glows on backdrops of pure blue, and green, green grass. A delicious day to dance. Written content is © All rights are reserved. August 2017.