Chaos Theory*

Is it possible I was born predisposed to be untidy, Complex genetic coding the foundation of my lot, The propensity for mess, for chaos and disorder A hard-wired condition of automatic pilot? Or am I a natural-born hoarder, An Accumulator Of Stuff, Kept with care In-case-it-comes-in-handy? (…Is that not reason enough?!) The procurement of ephemera […]

Fathers’ Day*

My dad was a remarkable man who lived below the radar, Keen not to court attention lest people thought him bizarre, Judging, as is folks’s wont, his countenance and not his grace: The colour of his skin, not the man behind the face. He told us stories when we asked about the life he’d led […]

Renewal and Remembrance

As one year closes, the next lies in waiting, The passing of time showing no signs of abating. The lines upon my forehead, an account of their own Of all the time I’ve been down here And how much (I hope) I’ve grown. Remembering the people who’ve most inspired my path, Unwitting in their lessons […]

Food For Thought*

The modern hunter-gatherer Is something of a mitherer¹… Stalking round the supermarket, Lugging their trolley rather than park it Lest there’s something so obscure On special offer- a bargain for sure Irrespective of whether the thing Is actually worth the bother of queueing ; Taking the ticket with Lottery hope, Trying with all your might […]