Gulls I used to hear the seagulls In the distance, and tell my sons That they had been swept inland … More


When I first got home from the hospital, I kept lifting my t-shirt to have a closer look. With a … More


An old friend long bidden but forever shy This afternoon, soft-spoken, timid, came by. The impatient hands of the prying … More

Day Moon

Day Moon Why do you linger so? A single pearl On a silver plate. Are you a meddling moon Ready … More

Poem: Austin Princess

Austin Princess On Sunday afternoons He would escape with her, To a lay-by where rocky outcrops Ran like mascara down … More

The jug that pours

Just a bit of fun but it wouldn’t be me if there wasn’t a metaphor lurking in there somewhere would … More