Mid-Crisis Life

Mid-Crisis Life

It’s as if the car broke down on our way to the future. And instead of waiting on the highway for roadside assistance, we moved into the car. I’m working from a plastic camping desk in my garage. A two-and-a-half grand Macbook on an shaky thirty dollar...
Now+Here – A poem for desert seasons

Now+Here – A poem for desert seasons

It could feel Like you are nowhere For 40 minutes For 40 days 40 years, perhaps. One thing is certain; At first You will believe you’re lost. If you’re lucky Loneliness and despair Will tap you on the shoulder Reminding you Of their faithful presence. Part of you Will...
Oh God – a poem

Oh God – a poem

‘Oh God.’ Five letters. Two words. One exhale. Full stop. ‘Oh God.’ All my voice could say. Trusting that my very being would fill in the detail. ‘Oh God.’ Hand over mouth. Hand over heart. Your hand over me I hope. ‘Oh...
Ancient Paths – my most dearest poem

Ancient Paths – my most dearest poem

Of all the poetry I’ve written, this piece is the dearest to me. It has been a faithful companion to me for the past year. One of two I’ve committed to memory. It remains a compass and summary of my journey towards midlife. I’ve never published it...
HELD – Poetry on unconditional embrace

HELD – Poetry on unconditional embrace

“Dad, I’m gay.” Confessed the young man And his father embraced him Just as he’d always done “Mum, I’m gonna be a single mum.” Confessed the young woman And her mother embraced her Just as she’d always done” Dad, I...
Kind of Way – A Poem

Kind of Way – A Poem

I know that you know. So I should probably confess it. Not because it’s a bad thing. But because it’s normal and necessary to admit you’ve disappointed me and continue to. Although I don’t mind as much now. Still, there were many times I...
Who Took Your Voice – Three Poems

Who Took Your Voice – Three Poems

Prologue: There are many reasons we lose our voice. What came to the forefront as I wrote these three poems was the devastating effect of shame and trauma in our lives – which not only cause us to lose our voice but, as I write in piece 3, they can cause...
A Blessing for the Heart Journey

A Blessing for the Heart Journey

[Preface]. This poem is the opening and close piece in the 2020 collection of poems called The Wrestle. Available here Today, fellow fallers, recoverers, rescuers, winners, losers, famous and infamous, I bless you. The runners and the lame, the bankrupt and...