Wednesday, 4 June 2014


I know the road is straight.
I know the path is clear. 
I know I can walk in line. 
Yet close my eyes and walk with certainty? 
I don't know. 

Wednesday, 5 June 2013

In a watercolour morning of char and stain, the rhythm of the ground out of time with my steady feet. This division not one to alienate and fracture but one to highlight and elevate and let the passing life know I'm here, I'M HERE! Let the trees and the birds recognise my movements as one of their own and

Thursday, 23 February 2012


I'm amazed at how we change, like a fingernail, I just realised.

Welcome Home

As if there was another way?
As if it would never awake?

Welcome home, pull up a seat and let's talk.

Saturday, 16 July 2011

If I lie on the couch for too long, I feel like I have no legs.

Friday, 15 July 2011

A year and a while.

I've missed you.

Sunday, 28 March 2010