Tuesday 28 December 2010


Hunched, tramp and heron
stare intently at ice and
review their next meal.


Herod feared the birth,
Walls now prison the site, but
Love's message endures.

Sunday 12 December 2010

A year on

Darkness has lifted
Grief and spirit have retuned,
The tunnel's light, found.

Project fruition

Vocally brassy,
Stage fright acute, new actors
Psyche up to conquer.


Thursday 25 November 2010


Brave, remaining leaves
You too, will soon be cast off:
Our destinies touch.

Monday 1 November 2010

Salt marshes

The wind reed-whispers,

gulls grumble, mud burps:

'marsh music' ....

shattered by jets.


Sucked into quicksands
of memory, a life line
is given - of laughter.

Sunday 17 October 2010

East coast erosion

Waves corkscrew along
the beach, chewing the cliff's feet -
spitting its sandy gain.

Monday 11 October 2010

Liu Xiaobo

Silence the words,
Lock up the speaker
The peace prize opens the cage.

Monday 27 September 2010

North Norfolk

Loved landscape, lonely
now of its close family draw:
Have the ties untied?

Trend setters

Fragile wing beauty
with op art patterns, shaping
fashion butterflies.

Saturday 18 September 2010


Fading, the old moon
cradles the new in its arms:
Hope born from the past.

A large red damselfly

Tuesday 31 August 2010


Lost epoques leave scars
layered like filo pastry
on Damascus' present.


Half hidden in the sand

is a place of martrydom:

Brave acts still witness.

On the road to Aleppo
Stony desert, but
Children wave, we smile, unite
and move on. Salaam.

Thursday 19 August 2010


Arms stretched in welcome,
swathed in green and shimmering;
dear friend; stately oak.


Their voices are stilled;
they speak differently now,
fine tuning the loss.

Friday 23 July 2010


Wrinkles on water,
Dragonflies play, a frog stares,
Beneath, algae chokes.


Thursday 8 July 2010


Green, yellow, brown, yes -
but blue? A field of sky;
Different - like pink mud.


With shut eyes, he glimpsed
another space where hope and
truth lay untrampled.

Shrewsbury patterns

Monday 28 June 2010

Lost words refound

A random dandy,
tripping the streets,
pose daudling
being a fopdoodle.

Thursday 17 June 2010

The Greenwood

New leaves in sunlight
cast lime light across the glade -
zebra stripes in greens.

Sunday 6 June 2010

The Ark

Loved places are sold,
so 'home' moves to memory -
boats slip their moorings.

Saturday 22 May 2010

Sunday 9 May 2010


We've hung around - lots -
Hung washing, men, ham, but now
We've hung parliament.

A May verge

Thursday 29 April 2010


Trees have their lacy tops on
In a shade of green
Good for trees - not walls!


Aircraft are grounded
and the world is resized as
travellers need new routes.

Tuesday 6 April 2010

Bike ride

Matress, loo, paint, pipes
Dumped on the hedgerow like black
Stains on wedding clothes.

Moving on

Walk with tide and tern
on mud, marsh, creek and wave edge;
loved places, farewell.

Wednesday 31 March 2010

A Sequence

Ideas clash, words flow

Books are written,

Minds meet;

Joy reads them -

Fear burns them.

Saturday 27 March 2010

Margaret de Bibbesworth

Her names endures in
brass and farm: status then,
A fleeting thought now.

Helen of Troy

Was it worth it?
Beauty's eternal celeb but -
Raped, blamed and blood steeped.

Sunday 14 March 2010

Mother's day 2010

No green shoots dress trees

this year,

No daffodils blaze,

Mum's not here either.

Friday 5 March 2010

Driving or Life?

A crater yawns - swerve -
a crack, zig, hole, zag ....abyss....
Trapped between pitfalls.

Sunday 28 February 2010

Leaf colour

Husband = exercise bike: Me = the real thing

What's he missing? Space,

Catkins, views, raw air, puddles -

bet he's warmer though!

Wednesday 17 February 2010


Time and winds carve sands
to desert roses - like love -
exquisite flowering.


The year's cycle is
memories' stumbling block now
that you are not here.

Sunday 7 February 2010


Bright, white snowdrops ease
Shrunk, winter souls like a
Hot bath for stiff limbs.

St Albans Abbey

Thursday 4 February 2010


Was this the head whose

brain wrote Oedipus - a life

scarred by hidden acts?


Turbulent water
has quietened now leaving wakes
of edged memories.

Monday 25 January 2010

The Dream of the Non Pianist

The silent piano
Quivers with joy, like the crowd,
As I start Bach's fugue.


Words of grace and care
Live long unlike e-mail
Utility speak.

Wednesday 13 January 2010


My father died in November 2009. The following three haikus span the time just before his death to now. The first one encapsulates what I consider to be his last significant words - to me at least.
"Moving on".
Nutshell words
from a mind still aware
though the body fails.
A parentless year:
We're the oldest now -
in new clothes which are too big.
Rueful, I muse on
questions I didn't ask,
phone calls i can't make