the darkness comes early
10 November 2025
early evenings
the darkness comes early
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
29 August 2025
glimpses
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
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
15 December 2024
the darkest time of year
the birds flee swift
their sights on sun
the trees shiver bare
their leaves all gone
to dens beasts shuffle
and sleep til spring
my blood runs cold
at what long nights bring
I raise my arms
and stretch a strand
small fragile bulbs
from out my hand
such weak defence
against a foe
who gobbles day
and makes light go
those twinkling sparks
remind my heart
that though it seems
like all is dark
time will fly on
and in the end
the dawn returns
to rise again
07 July 2023
turning time
I sat outside your window
17 September 2022
miles to go
the miles roll into the thousands
as the asphalt ribbon ebbs and flows
waving fields of grass bend and bow
before the wind with few trees to break
silence lives in the middle of nowhere
heavy as the billowing clouds at dusk
testimony to words unspoken
a life unlived in exchange for endless sky
the promise of no walls to constrict
compensation for no arms to enfold
the plains keeps their secrets well
only a few know the allure and reward
of horizons that never disappoint
satisfaction in relentless labour
oblivion to restless millions captured
by the concrete prisons that are never still
stillness is a gateway to eternal peace
a glimpse of something yet to come
as the miles roll into the thousands
18 August 2022
down the trail
the shadows are deep on the path ahead
no voices are heard in the deep midday gloom
but I press on for the trail must be traveled
the narrow steps forward between me and home
I hear not a sound save the hum of a fly and
the scent of pine needles tickles my nose
I drink in the forest enjoying the cool
of the tall prickly sentinels that hush
the brash sunshine before me behind me
the way twists and turns and trees without number
march mile upon mile as mind mind flits far
I shiver a moment and sidestep some scat
wondering now how solo I am really
could the trunks become glass how near
would I see that cougar or that bear observing
my way then a breeze comes again just a sigh
like an echo I remember the shadows
so like the veil and could all fade away
alone I would never be
18 July 2021
hindsight
at just this moment a light comes at once
bursting and soft from the corner of my eye
obstructing my view and between yesterday
and always i can see right now with clarity
beyond tomorrow with all the what ifs and
maybes floating down like the house of cards
they are as in wonder i glimpse what lay down
the fork in the road knowing the dark thorns of
heartache and loss grew there as sure as if
i had walked it though i chose the other way
that i thought might be forsaken and at this
same moment i find it was actually paved
with roses and i find gratitude arising for
the wounds i did receive that brought growth
and no regrets and while i miss some of the
yesterdays i know always is close and i wrap
right now around me as i lift my hands to the light
29 January 2021
grey eventide
the light has changed as the grey sky almost
imperceptibly takes on a shimmer as if the sun
no one saw is yet gleaming a farewell to the day
without rain and a haunting angst steals through
the air as the road bends and the trees shiver
almost as if one could reach beyond this moment
and capture something lost or maybe forgotten
though it seems that i can always remember what
he said when i least expect it like a grey day with
barely a hint of blue it still takes me by surprise
with a pang like the unexpected twinge of a scar
long-healed the remembering while painful reminds
me that i am alive and i survive in spite of the pieces
i've left behind and while his words might whisper
through the air at such a twilight moment when i'd
rather think about tomorrow and the coming spring
i can lay each word back down and turn my face to
catch the last rays of a day that was new and one i did
my best to live well and find the hope to keep heart in
a life that has grey days with the hint of glorious hues








