I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')
This blog is not, 'Here are my very best poems'. It's for work in progress, subject to revision.
Posts may be updated without notice at any time. Completed work appears in my books.

Announcement (19 May 2013)

I won’t be writing so many new poems for a while. I want to spend more time on revision, and more time working on memoir (in prose!). I do plan to continue participating in my online poetic communities, by sharing poems I’ve already written.

1 September 2012

A time of waiting: August tanka 2012

now you've left
I begin to understand
already
you were almost gone
every day a little more

14/8/12


a time of waiting
I am fatalistic now
he'll do what he does
dying slow and peacefully
reaching out to hold my hand

28/8/12
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3 comments:

  1. so emotive...you got me this morning...probably because i am heading to see my father in law...and watching my MIL pass away over a few years, that first one...took me right there...

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  2. I appreciate your reading and you comments, Brian.

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