No more time to change

Tuesday in November It didn’t rain. The line between cold and hot, lonely and mocked, was paved over without a sound. It was a Tuesday. It was a clear sunny day – ┬ájust over four degrees – when the ozone layer dislocated its joints and stretched into oblivion. It’s tireless work ignored, without tears; theContinue reading “No more time to change”

Blood Right

  It’s been a tough week.  That is all I have been able to articulate to anyone who has asked.  Five words that could be unpicked for days before finding the knot at the heart of it all.  Or, the Not in my case. Word play aside,  it is time for me to share.  AsContinue reading “Blood Right”

Brexit (Tiddley Pom): The Pooh of Politics

A friend of mine read my poem about mental health in the modern world, “Sabre-Tooth Post-Truth“, and concluded that it had a Winnie The Pooh style about it. Praise indeed! It gave me the idea when feeling particularly exasperated about the state or rather in-a-state of British politics, of writing a poem about the insanityContinue reading “Brexit (Tiddley Pom): The Pooh of Politics”

System theory

Art is the system learning about itself It is learning that its actions have consequences It is learning that what it values changes as energy moves through its being Art offers the systems opportunities to check and review It is why artists express their inner world It is why writers and poets write about beauty,Continue reading “System theory”