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We Took a Wrong turn
You know what ?
they say,
three lefts make a right.
I’ll go ahead
and, uh…
double back around
now, where were we
we’re here
Where?
There.
well.. then,
why didn’t you just tell me that in the first place
Friday 23rd August 2024 3:59 pm
A little trip
In the abysses of your eyes
Launching myself
To take a little trip and realize
Trying to make sense.
I will probably find colours and
Infinite kindness,
Delicate magic imaginary hand
Giving soft caresses.
Or will it be a chaotic symphony
Precious music
Sweet anarchy you make pretty,
Beautiful archaic.
After all maybe it’s better not to.
Graciou...
Sunday 7th April 2024 1:13 pm
Leaving Bangkok
Had he been riding the moped,
Of which there was now little left?
From behind my taxi window,
Cocooned in sweetly freshened air,
I imagined the pain and death
And the relatives, all bereft.
Peering out, I could see him, sprawled,
Bloody, like meat. ‘Airport soon, sir’
Announced the driver. Soon I'm gone
From this unyielding, lethal place,
Flying home through thin-aire...
Thursday 27th April 2023 8:01 am
Seventeen
California or bust.
Cruising the Mother Road,
guided by Arizona skies.
Soaring with the Eagles,
ZZ Top, and Dr. Hook.
Laughing with hitchhikers,
like long-lost friends.
Waving out the window,
to Albuquerque wind.
Strawberry wine, french kisses,
love on the horizon.
Smell of freedom,
between dust and rain.
Young, daring,
invincible.
Life never felt so Grand,
a...
Wednesday 16th December 2020 2:59 am
The Arrival
the approval has been granted,
the lift of the travel ban,
the ticket longed for is now in hand
three days scheduled
in glorious summer heat
with a lover’s heart in waiting
greeted at the airport
a loving embrace
and staring deep into each other’s face
before a long evening at an outdoor cafe
between smiles exchanged
we smooth out spaces
between places that haven’t
...
Thursday 24th September 2020 6:00 pm
Going Nowhere Fast
At first glance we can safely claim to have it all
An observer would say we had a bright tomorrow
Yet beneath this glimmering facade lies darkness
The prospect of pain and possibly, sorrow
I met you at the Albany races when my ebb was low
Fast thoroughbreds reflected in your hazel eyes
We lost our shirts but won each other's hearts
For people like us there was no greater ...
Wednesday 19th August 2020 10:55 am
MORNING OVER AHMEDABAD
The sun pokes its face.
Through the gray haze
From the rough top
I sit in my own peace.
Morning over Ahmedabad
Above the sandalwood trees
The feeling that is only found in dreams
The baritone call of a waking bull
The buzz of a motorcycle passing by
In the market debates of the price of dates
The clinking of the spoon stirring the mornings' chi
Morning over Ahmedabad
It is much m...
Friday 24th July 2020 5:55 am
Camping Memories
Oh how I loved to go camping
in a tent in the back yard,
in the campgrounds of the Smokies,
on the coast of Nova Scotia,
with the Dories in Grand Canyon,
in the Everglades of Florida,
wherever the places may be.
Each trip was different, with its own adventures
that brought a kaleidoscope of images,
a patchwork of memories.
each memory vivid and distinct,
of different times and p...
Friday 24th April 2020 6:29 pm
17 and a half
Coastlines guard us along our way,
As we gaze and point to places during our stay.
Cold and fresh as we were weeks away from May,
"I love you" were the only things I could say.
Losing bags with cards for the year,
One too many expensive glasses of wine and beer.
Canvases and paintings in the rear,
You are my only peer.
I took you to a special place,
Despite my...
Saturday 18th April 2020 2:55 pm
London and Art
It’s a good a place to cross as any
London Eye destination of many
But not us, we seek Southbank for sure
It’s just other attractions have more allure
Art and creativity our magnetic attraction
Walk past tourists, our vision abstraction
Dali Universe to be our first port of call
Give ourselves all morning taking in it all
She pushes a melting clock it swings with ease
Ha...
Thursday 9th April 2020 7:46 am
New York City
a whiff of caffeine and cologne on your left collar, two cups of decaf
and half a hug along the plane of our shoulders
and we took off
with stolen glances at my pendant as red and radiant as the waking sun
and the mole on the bottom right corner of my cheek, scaled to the size of a period that never surfaced in our conversations
our wings welcomed the wind li...
Wednesday 25th December 2019 4:00 am
First person, singular, Agra, India
in a taxi
after 13 hours travelling
sleeping over towles that cover old seats
not asking ourselves what is underneath
arriving at the yellow entrance of the homestay
with flowers, when just outside
there is a cow with a naked kid on a side
what is more peaceful and wrong at the same time?
I can't imagine I can only rhyme
harmony, yes, is that touch on your eyes
and su...
Thursday 17th October 2019 11:04 pm
Armchair Travels
Around the world
In 80 websites
Cutting the costs
On all those
Long Flights
Threw away
The suitcase
& the rucksack
No more clothes
For me
To un pack
You see
I'm minding my
Carbon
Foot
Nah
It's just a
Posh way
Of saying
I'm skint!
Friday 4th October 2019 8:26 pm
Third Eye Blind
Mind spinning faster than a cyclone.
Do this, do that ad infinitum.
Worry about things beyond my control
until the scowl line blinds my third eye.
Waste life surfing the net,
following every link that promises to take me higher,
faster, farther than the languid loop of my existence.
Why does it never seem enough?
I long to escape the stoic-ease,
walk hand-in-hand among redwood t...
Tuesday 6th August 2019 7:26 am
Rhododendrons And The Hudson River
Unexpected botanical specimens appreciated as we wait
Rhododendrons growing wild, well untamed at any rate
We want to see it after dark, adding textures, night views
Navigated Hell’s Kitchen, towards our Liberty Cruise
Flowers near the ferry office, she takes photos up close
Standing back I admire, a poem in my head I compose
The tour starts, Liberty awaiting our pleasure
Our ...
Thursday 18th July 2019 3:59 pm
Return
Night.
I am transported by
a narrow orange moon
and a million stars
the still cool air
the silence of the yard
I am welcomed by
a single ghostly owl swoop
over the sheep fields
the creak of my gate
the scratch of my key on the lock
then
the silent click...
Sunday 18th November 2018 12:23 pm
Three Poems in Tana
1: An Old Transformation
Her body
cold
as sea ice
lay before me
broken
by life’s swell.
I remembered
the pull of her currents and tides,
her surging waves and deeps
And I knew
I could no longer navigate
the course
we had set
so long before
As she lay before me
still, pale, cold
I wept:
for ever
becalmed
2: Lovers
Naked
...Saturday 10th November 2018 5:33 pm
Travel Sickness
I sat all day in the corner
awaiting a call on the 'phone
but when it came through
the voice that I knew
was nowhere at all in the room
The nurse that called me much later
knew where I was travelling to
but she never heard
the call of the bird
that flew in my traveller's dream
The doctor gave me some drugs
to keep the malaria down
but the pills that I ...
Monday 8th October 2018 4:04 pm
History
You aren't a stranger
But still a jigsaw
Learning your edges
And roller coasters ways
I want to find your treasures
And what makes you, you
My sight see's great
My heart feels this is it
Waiting for you to take me back in time
As I listen
And capture your past with memory
Not a picture as you will be exposed
Only by identity we matched
I want to study you like a history book
Maybe te...
Thursday 15th March 2018 12:35 pm
Mostly Welsh
I grew up in Wales
Around the Swansea docks
I walked beneath huge cargo ships
Held up with props and blocks
I was made in Wales
Around the southern ports
I watched the big ships dock
My family guessed my thoughts
I was mined in Wales
Near valleys black with slag
And closing pits and picket lines
With many a mine lodge flag
I was forged in Wales
...Tuesday 20th February 2018 1:49 pm
Contemplation
On a trip, away from the normal Normans,
Behind me, two noisy transport links.
The low rumble of a dual carriageway,
And the long, cutting swish of high speed trains.
Ahead, canals. Grand Union,
A railroad of a different kind.
No many in sight enjoying the late morning sights,
Those that are contemplating how things change.
On a bank, near a wood, along the canal.
Saturday 7th October 2017 5:22 pm
Racing Back to London
Veering through Northern valleys
Nocturnal nomad chasing lights
Squinting through misty glass at
Solitude
Rural black
Hills rising raucously
Perfidious silhouettes whispering
Shadows looming
GPS. Reroute. M1.
Settings were fucked - avoid motorways?
No wonder
Back to the linear path
Diving towards the sprawling metropolis
Hours to go.
Adjusting frequencies -
The Wind Cries Mary.
...
Friday 29th September 2017 7:42 pm
RETROSPECTIVE
i
Innocent
he met a force
Untried
it held him
... and wonder drained the world of substance
re-arranged the pages of his book to give more radiant a reading.
The light of new possibilities
pressed down on time.
The girl sang to him "You can hear the boats go by". He
l...
Saturday 16th September 2017 6:06 pm
On paths
On paths we cross,
threads connecting
in place
Our alignments tangle
in a web
of time
Flashes trapped
as water drops
on glass
When day closes,
our vapour trails
I trace
Those moments in place,
roll like ripples
on a lake
Those places in time,
held like snow globes
in my mind
Tuesday 31st January 2017 9:03 pm
Wanderlust
Oh how I crave to feel the touch of the ocean.
My skin longs to feel the mountain breeze.
This heart of mine seems insatiable when it comes to wandering,
To wondering
What this world holds and where my place in it is.
I search for new in the old and for excitement in the familiar.
How wonderful it is that you eventually find what you are looking for.
Tuesday 24th January 2017 8:09 pm
Travel Notes
White beaches and bent Palm trees,
Bath warm water and hot sand,
Ice cold beer, the scent of blossom,
The sound of fire lit live bands.
Humidity and waterfalls,
A Milkworm eaten from a leaf,
The mud, the rain, the cramp, the sweat,
The view from at the peak.
18 hour coach journeys,
The illness and the sick,
Your shuttle bus is a dump truck, and
Your camer...
Thursday 5th January 2017 5:31 am
If You Called
If you called
I would run a thousand miles
I would walk a thousand miles
I would crawl a thousand miles
If you called
Monday 19th September 2016 4:45 pm
FEAR OF FLYING
going from one terminal to
another terminal like a zip of current
the electricity is in the air
and it feels terminal like the death of me
a suspension of disbelief
and can this be real?
The sky is a pocket of trust
a slipstream, a dream
as I watch the backs of heads
thinking forward motion or not at all
and the outside is looking in
through bulging eyes...
Wednesday 25th May 2016 10:34 pm
MOTORHOME
Home from home motorhome
Eric has cashed in his assets
greedy for tea rooms vistas
dawns and sunsets in shorts
(we're bloody good sports)
stick like glue in our pod on the move
in the groove
going north west south east
as we please it's like a disease!
no sooner a sneeze than we make the decision.
Home from home motorhome
motorway strip searche...
Monday 3rd August 2015 10:36 pm
Kerkyra
I close my eyes to see you again
I can feel you with every beat of my heart
Can smell you, can taste you
With each breath
My mind takes me back to the start
You had me hook, line and sinker
From the moment we met
As my feet touched your shores for the first
With each passing day, you did blow me away
With your passion, your joy and your thirst
As your culture consumed...
Friday 27th June 2014 9:58 pm
Slow motion
When
Living life at
Speed, if you blink,
You will miss it, thundering
Down the road to hell, thinking
This is not the Promised Land, since
You wanted something cooler, never
Planning an afterlife of flames,
A somewhat hottish heaven.
I found the way by going
Slow, do everything
At 33 instead
Of 78.
...
Sunday 13th October 2013 12:57 pm
"blessed zone"
These travelling shoes
lackadaisical partners
walk without weary wonder
they drift past
poplar-lined roads
into tangential horizons
and that is where
this wandering soul
goes off to, willing
and remembered only
by fleeted echoes
of short-memoried soles.
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Monday 19th September 2011 2:44 pm
There are doors
Thoughts are passing
through doors and gates
To parallel worlds,
with alternative fates.
A lucid dream,
a psychedelic trace.
An open landscape,
or a crowded place.
Pools of water,
dive in take a look.
A different way to travel,
like a wardrobe in a book.
Are we on the way there?
are we on the right track?
Or falling through a hole,
...
Tuesday 30th November 2010 2:55 pm
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