Welcome to my 'small stone' blog.
I hope you find
something here that will touch your heart. The poems here will all be very short, some will be a Haiku style, and were prompted by the 'a river of stones' project: http://ariverofstones.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-is-small-stone.html
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Saturday, 7 January 2017

through the veins

It runs through the veins
the Spirit of God
and shows at the edges
like a lightning rod.
It cannot be hidden
nor hide in disguise:
it shows nothing to fools
but life to the wise.

Thursday, 1 January 2015

New Year 2015

New Year begins its shining
unsullied by footfall
quiet as night
and the waking of birds
brings a new song
to be sung.

Sunday, 10 August 2014

A stampede for the shore

The buffalo herd wave,
spray, like prairie dust
below its feet,
stampedes for the shore.

There will be

In its wake
toppled children
add to the brine
with their salty tears.

Wednesday, 6 August 2014

To shake off this dust,

To shake off this dust,
from whence I came,
Eden's spawn
 so long ago
is beyond my measure.

This contaminated creation dust,
self sullied selfish grime,
clings in daily torment
and draws me
ever closer
to the dust
whose siren call
creates time.

Wednesday, 23 July 2014

mock waterfall haiku

in raggedy web
spilling like a waterfall
debris in descent

Saturday, 5 April 2014

Moving on

Moving on,
the stuttered steps
lost beneath your feet,
you move higher,
though slower,
in the altitude of days.

Thursday, 27 February 2014

It was never meant to be permanent

There’s a dancing light colouring the sky,
its crayon lining cosmetics
an eye liner eye-grabber
beyond the prisming rain.
It fades as the snappers dilute it
with their camera-phones -
the paraphernalia of instants
and facebook boasting.
It was never meant
to be permanent,
but now lies captured
and repeated at whims
on screens.
The beauty stays in that moment -
the conversation of eye and sky
the penetration of light
and the intimacy
of seeing.