“But I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.”
~ Vincent van Gogh

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Losing the Electricity (sijo)

It is only just at dusk that the house lights quietly go out
so at first the darkening is gentle, not a sudden plunge
into blackness. We remember, this is how nature does it.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Birthday Tanka

on my birthday
coconut macaroons
for breakfast
my toy teddies watching
this child of seventy-six


















Yes, 'small stones' are supposed to be observations of the external world, not so much one's inner processes. Hope it works to put myself under the microscope on this occasion.

Monday, November 2, 2015

The Find


Small yellow notepad,
the right size to slip into
a shirt pocket.

An inheritance.
Perhaps
a message?

Most pages empty. 
Neat blue printed lines
waiting unfilled.

On one page, notes:
'Memoir.
Write the truth.'

His writing, 
In the blue biro
he always used.

Then a space of a few lines
before the words,
'& end'.


Linking to Flash 55 for 31 Oct '15 at 'imaginary garden with real toads'

Thursday, October 29, 2015

Young Man Observed


Overlooking the garden
he sits mute,
music in his ears – his alone 
through long white cords;
a small smile, and his fingers 
caressing his phone.