Category: poems

Motion in poetry.

A poem about dark beauty and how love can make us grow.

On travels with friends, and how the journey changes you.

A poem from a boat in stormy seas.

An encounter with a polite but hungry spider.

Musings on a dream machine.

Fossil-fuelled heart for a grey dinosaur
Slick as petroleum, that’s what you are
All that you stand for, it makes my blood boil
How can’t you see blood is thicker than oil?

I hear blackbirds
I see orioles
They know the winds by name
Singing them out
I know the winds, too