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Into the Mighty Falls 26 Jun 2013 | 03:43 pm
There is a man taking form beneath a woven sky before unbroken mountains above the mighty falls. Gentle waves birthed him: midnight depths shade weary eyes scratched on penciled cheekbones; cha...
Big Art Book 2012 2 Mar 2012 | 03:22 pm
Scarborough Arts just launched its Big Art Book 2012, a digital anthology of visual arts, poetry and prose. It's a really immense publication; I'm definitely going to take a while to finish it! Three...
Quiet Rain 2 Feb 2012 | 01:02 am
Sometimes my poems emerge from a phrase, a line or a stanza that invites itself into my consciousness; other times they arise from an image - usually one emotional or at least intriguing - in my mind....
Into the Dark 14 Jan 2012 | 07:38 pm
He walks a barren ground somewhere along the valley of grief, some tenebrous place past the jagged plateaus of fear, towards the inky thresholds of the unforgiving night. He walks a broken dreamscape...
Beyond the Watching Skies 7 Jan 2012 | 05:57 pm
This piece is special in many ways, not least because it's the last poem I began in my very busy 2011 and the first one I completed in 2012. What a journey it all has been, and what a way to mark it -...
To the Fury of Lives 22 Apr 2011 | 07:09 pm
I just rediscovered this lovely piece I wrote almost two years ago that has since been collecting metaphorical dust in my archives. Have any of you ever looked back at some of your older work and wish...
A Song for the Infinitude 18 Apr 2011 | 10:27 pm
"Oh, the comfort — the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person — having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain toget...
In the Starless Night 13 Apr 2011 | 01:04 am
Rejoice, for it rent the soul from my heart, this void, this blade the colour of the darkest night, this jagged knife of despair. It sings of its conquests; fools and sages, abandoned and loved, fall...
In a Pool of Starlight 31 Jan 2011 | 02:00 pm
There is a man in his darkest hour, alone; only the slightest of movements by his weary chest betrays the unforgiving, harsh truth: that he is still alive. ...
The Doom of the Stinky One 29 Jan 2011 | 08:49 pm
Here's a whimsical poem mostly written in a span of five minutes! I guess I wanted a change as I continue working on my other considerably more difficult (and serious) piece. Oooooh, such evil! I pro...
