Updated: Nov 10, 2022
I have not seen this girl before
but already I love her,
poised, upright, purposeful,
with long hair curling from her helmet
and limbs so slim and breakable
as she asserts her right
to ride with the morning traffic
through the two-lane five-point roundabout.
Belted and air-bagged I drive just behind,
mindful of old scars, praying for her.
It was down to bone on bone they said, but he shouldered on as each year ground on the year before until much to do was hard to reach so he succumbed to the surgeon’s cut, the incisive smile of an ope
We shouldn't personify inanimate objects It's patronising and they don't like it On my morning foreshore walk I met a stone, grey and worn like me but a curious shape and comfortable in my palm. Each
I follow the news but do not set the pace teach what I was taught without invention and hook my carriage to a steady train the Thursday in a busy week one well aware of precedent and protocol the univ