Tag Archive: Poetry

Mr Winter (ten years later)

The world is ever changing we remain the same Mr Winter is walking home alone wondering what became of young lovers on a pavement in a place without a name I belong to… Continue reading

Stockholm and other places

I will remember these days just as I remember those wild ones on the road, in the desert and beautiful, distant beaches barefoot, with sand between my toes I will remember these days… Continue reading

The journey, home, into my heart.

We closed down the café under a pink September sky, and walked slowly along the river bank. As we came to the point where our paths parted, she gave me one of her big… Continue reading

Pockets of time

Some moments are like pockets You reach into them empty handed And surprised by the synchronicity And simplicity of it all You can’t help but smile Like you just found a key To… Continue reading

It’s not the places we travel to

It’s not the places we travel to That we fall in love with It’s ourselves The way we loosen our ties And let down our hair The way we suddenly start having conversations… Continue reading

Dust if you must

Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better To paint a picture, or write a letter, Bake a cake, or plant a seed; Ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if… Continue reading

First, exhale.

Exhale. Every unmet expectation, every unforgiven goodbye. Every effort, every aim, every target, every claim. Everything you cling to, every name, Everything you ever called your own.   Exhale. Every idea of right… Continue reading

An invitation

There was no knocking on heaven’s door It was wide open And there was no need for introduction We had known each other From before We shared our gifts, and there was food… Continue reading

I see you, and raise you

Cradled in a crowd of strangers And the hustle and bustle of a place Where nobody knows my name I take whatever turns I please Street vendors, neon signs, garlands and gold I… Continue reading

Don’t sit and wait

Don’t sit and wait. Get out there, feel life. Touch the sun, and immerse in the sea Rumi