30 September 2025

it's fall again


will you come with me past the old oak tree
where the shivering aspen stand
when the frosty breeze stirs up the leaves
we can walk together hand in hand

as the shadows grow there are things you know
that I long to hear spoken softly
let the dying day whisk your cares away
give your heart to me so freely

it's the time of year when the end is near
and your soul feels the weight of time
with a dying grace and a warm embrace
we can find the sad sublime

the leaves that fall from the trees so tall
tell of glories that are past
of long summer days far from winter's gaze
and the shadows that it casts

I wonder still when I feel the chill
how my heart can thrill with pain
thinking of your smile that you shared awhile
though you never come again

in this season's change with its weather range
my emotions ebb and flow
and though lonely now I find hope somehow
something buried deep will grow

22 September 2025

periphery


it's hiding just outside

the limits of my view

I'm sensing but not seeing

like something I forgot

but never quite remembered

I grasp at aural light

concretely insubstantial

I wake with vague discomfort

false scenes disturb my rest

these moments never happened

left emotions strongly felt

if I went right the way was left

and so I doubt my path

a million tiny options gnaw

it's not regret I whisper soft

insidious voice is more

what ifs pristine and white

cloud castles in the air

like stories shortened early

they might have ended well

instead of endless epics

that tell of failures vast


I wish when lights are dim

this feeling I could shake

accept my lot the one I chose

and leave the rest to God

17 September 2025

walk with me


sometimes the way is damp

although the stream is dry

and when I hope for some kind word

the people pass me by


the trees that shade the sun

breathe chillness in the air

and though I long for warmer days

fall's coming everywhere


when down the path I ran

you lagged a ways behind

but when I slowed you sped ahead

what did you have in mind


the faces through the years

some stay while others go 

if winter's frost were tempered down

they could relax I know


the road can stretch for miles

so lonely is the way

my steps don't match the friends I've had

and I've no place to stay


but in the stillness deep

the whisper still can come

the narrow path is worth the risk

the ending lies at home

09 September 2025

kitten daze


their little paws 

wrap round my heart

and though I try

I can't but start

to fondly think

of their cute eyes

and all the ways

that they surprise

with feisty jumps

and muted trills

from fighting rough

to making spills

their little claws

have made my arms

a maze of red

as they do harm

yet still I pet

their softest fur

and hold them close

and feel them purr

into my eyes 

they gaze to say

we've got you now

we'll have our way

29 August 2025

glimpses


i'm right i'm sure
and here again
until i see
your face and cringe
no matter how
i try to be
i cannot win
your sympathy
for others feel 
your softest gaze
yet never can
i bend my ways
enough to be
who you desire
to earn your love
avoid your ire
you're not the first
won't be the last
while i have breath
i can't get past
to be myself
to please someone
the paradox
can't overcome
i pause and gaze
up at the sky
the evening stars
are standing by
i hold my heart
then let it go
safe in the thought
of what i know
someday i'll find
that i can be
all that i dream
eternally

18 August 2025

solitary song

i turned a corner suddenly

the streetlight wasn't there

i listened as the summer breeze

spoke laughter in my ear

not knowing that the hours past

were full of empty toil

when winter winds come soon

the autumn fruit to spoil

year on year of working

a quest for wealth or fame

days not worth remembering

and they forgot my name

i looked in vain for glowing

to see the way to take

my path is not so clear

the choice is mine to make

the keys beneath my fingers

a lonesome song do sing

the words a melody

that means a different thing

i play alone in darkness

obscurity my friend

and sometimes hear the whisper

of how my story ends

11 August 2025

uncertain times

pieces of color patched together

noises and horns distracting voices

things i forgot to do

the morning is over the day almost gone

maybe tomorrow something will come

i'll remember what

items in order on small scraps of paper

litter the table and fill up the basket

lists i should get done

thirty seconds a drop and another one passes

videos of humour and other folk's lives

maybe i can skip that

closing my eyes as the summer sun sets

wondering if the road leads anywhere soon

i'd like to know

empty long days interspersed with flashes

moments of beauty i'm caught unawares

somehow i'll make it

folding my fingers to see just a glimpse

perspective beyond these restless hours

i'm almost there

maybe what lasts isn't measured by numbers

currency of legacy in different weights

things i hope to see

feeling the heavy settle into my chest

while lightly i tread through uncertainty

now i'm letting go

03 July 2025

blue day sunshine


it's summer now

the bee proclaims

as lazily he flits

from blade of grass

to flower bright

and all the bluebirds sing

the robin finds

a tasty worm

as tender berries ripen

the hummingbird

sips nectar sweet

with wings as fast as lightning

I drink it in

the long warm days

that whisper endless idylls

the nights of dreams

what-might-have-beens

that fade away by morning

but in the wind 

I sense a note

this moment cannot last

the days grow short

midsummer's past

and winter's round the corner

why is it so

in joyful times

my heart a shadow feels

though sunlight's strong

and breezes sweet

I cannot rest for long

it's summer now

the bee proclaims

yet in my eyes is fall

the rain that comes

the winter brings

and all the birds are gone

24 June 2025

put it off

i'm out of time

or so i say

and put it off

from this today

the thing can wait

i'll do it when

tomorrow comes

it's fine 'til then

the whisper soothes

the day flies by

full of stuff

i'd rather try

a day a year

it comes and goes

words unwritten

tv shows

i'm older now

the hair is grey

and still i say

maybe today

it's all i have

this here and now

to paint the sky

and change somehow

the page is blank

and so i stare

in hopes my thoughts

will find somewhere

but nothing comes

and so i sigh

tomorrow waits

until i die

27 January 2025

Adieu St Stephens


the winter sun glows kindly

through coloured windows soft

panes testify to ages past

130 winter suns come and gone

the dust shivers on sturdy beams

as the organ plays one last song

temporary braces still standing strong

as voices pass into memories

who will remember the passion

pews retired to halls and gardens

partitioned rooms where choirs sang

altars whisper of vows forgotten

the eve of the end casts shadows

can an empty space hold pain

once full of hope and life

now reduced to begging favours

the door shuts slowly firmly

what fills one and not another

keep the lamp stand in the midst

bring your first love home

02 January 2025

this new year

it sits like a blank page before me

this new year

hopes and fears are in the wings

shrouded by mist

a thousand options crowd my way

where will I go

the path I take is hidden now

someday seen

I waver between joy and dread

what comes next

many years have come and gone

a mixed bag

I take up my pen to write the start

this new day

come triumph or tragedy I know

not alone