Silence – a poem for my father, 15 June 2000

Silence 1
For my father, who listens
A cold song playing in my floating head,
Sighing familiar old tunes of times past,
Coffee, thick espresso, pouring darkly, steaming,
Birds all flying away for the winter.
Buildings rising out of trees, quiet brown-green leaves,
Impermanence built of plastic and paraffin, fire and smoke;
Lives built on sand dunes of fragile structures,
Fragile bodies built of [...]

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Time to realise I am not powerless, time to make a difference in the world

My response to Liz Seymour’s blog
You touch an exposed nerve in me…there is so much wrong with the world, and you show how to make it better starting with yourself. This is something difficult to grasp when one is assailed by the stresses and fears of a life ruled by money and politics.
Here in [...]

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Erin

(warning – may offend)
Erin danced around the room, feeling her responsibilities and the pressures of life dissolve into the promise of the coming holiday. A jasmine scent filled the room from the rambling creeper outside her open window.
For the first time in ages she felt happy. June exam results were still a month from being [...]

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