Truth

  • Energy

    Energy speaks truer than words. Continue reading

  • Truth

    I am drinking night-time tea, writing, as if to write to a lover of feelings yet to be spoken. I’ve been in the garden today. I sometimes wish my Nan was still alive so I could ask her: ‘Is this… Continue reading

  • Anyone

    I feel the truth only because of the false. A seeing beyond the faces of clowns. Play rolled in fear, don’t you see the squeaky carousel? They feel the brittle bones of life gone by and bleed again, but only… Continue reading

  • The Carpet

    The wind was crisp and the sun sang warm to my skin. The rest of the world was too fast to know bliss like that. The truth is: the truth is too expensive; a depth of emotion most are unwilling… Continue reading

  • Dark Cupboard

    I’m in a cupboard, peeking into the light. If you looked, you’d see my eye, and I’d see you. All of you. Even your well worn Volleys. Especially those. White. (Not so white at all.) I’d smile, but you’d not… Continue reading

  • Cereal And Life

    The oddities of humanity. The neuroses that so often become us that really have nothing to do with who we are, at all, or what’s best for our health, wellbeing and growth. Take breakfast, for example. My body doesn’t know… Continue reading

  • Unleash

    It’s time to unleash my soul. Continue reading

  • Feel

    Some days, I can’t be here for you. Some days I need you, to hold my softness and let me fall. It is a beautiful drift of snow that feathers the earth of me. A gentle spring breeze beyond the… Continue reading

  • The Sound Of Silence

    How lovely it was to call the darkness an old friend. The darkness inside, the darkness outside. Did they even know it was both of which they spoke? A Neon God was made so beautifully to shine light for all… Continue reading

  • In Every Lie

    There is a soft quiet truth in every lie. Continue reading