Category Archives: sonnet

Words or sin

The paradox  of praise is that we’re judged Yet how can judgement place us on a dot The eye is wet, the dropped tear is a smudge A line in-finite,  dense with its own spots Whether beauty of the body-mind … Continue reading

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Wallflowers,wild as eyes are when sincere

I remember Charmouth and the cliffs A piece of land had broken  off and tipped On this island rabbits sang and danced We stood high above.amused , entranced. We walked  the Devon side and came to Beer Saw wallflowers wild … Continue reading

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Ecstasy can’t last,can’t be pursued

Maybe Meghan  knew we’d have a storm A hurricane of doubt,  the leaders scorned She’s back in Canada, I wish I were Seeing Leonard Cohen every where A thousand kisses deep may be too much Especially  for those who’re unrehearsed … Continue reading

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A cruel hill

We measure walls and windows and the rain But not the patterns painted on  the  pane We measure flour and butter and  the tin But not the love with which we mix them in There is  no  linear scale in … Continue reading

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Make my heart into a cottage pie.

Make my heart into a cottage pie. Already it is minced and lies estranged My enemies insult me with their lies And my last will and testament is made. An onion and a carrot chopped up fine, Saute with these … Continue reading

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This treasure

Absenting ourselves from presence in this life Glued onto the pictures in our minds It neither matters if  we wish for strife Or whether they fill needs of better kind. We know that wish fulfilment comes in dreams And also … Continue reading

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The edge of sight

The impatience of a hunter, keen,intent Will miss small movements at the edge of sight Will miss the sacred spirit’s new descent Relaxing when in danger,insolent, Will throw a wider beam of golden light Curb impatience, excess of  intent Slowness  … Continue reading

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