Love All

  Whatever’s happening in the world, in all our lives, whoever you are I feel the will to say   I Wish You Peace!

Heart

cardiology; ‘an abnormality of the functioning of the autonomic (involuntary) nervous system,’ another one; a condition common with my co-morbidities, nothing I’d not guessed we already do much of what they say I should, I laugh during the tests; “Don’t get up too fast,” he says smiling knowingly – as if I could, and we…

Capillary

Networked capillaries of clans and communities I trace in veins and vessels between their names; Vines intersecting countries, lands and seas, Continents, identities, traced outlines remain In structured forms, appellations a form of poetry Transposed into diagrams and portrait frames; An ordinance; a curation of collective entity Respiring like lungs, paths criss-cross domains Somewhere in…

Home

No pets, no children, over-priced, damp, no double glazing, Wrong town,  but a converted mental home looks amazing, If they let in cats, we’d move to that nut-house on the hill, And annoy all the residents, the rich ones, not the ill,     Landlords, many subtle signs question your commitment – Homes without foundation…

Wearing Wings

Last month we went to the funeral of a very lovely 41year old woman, my husband’s cousin. We were asked to come in bright colours and bring photographs. We had few photos boxed after a recent move so I wrote photographs in words. The poem above links to those that came to celebrate a life…

The Structure of Love

C43H66N12O12S2 , a chemical formula for world healing? You may ask what a chemical formula is doing in a poetry blog? ‘Poem’ comes from the Latin poma, from Greek poima meaning to create. Poetry requires the use of a language in composition to display emotion. The above is a language that conveys love but cannot be love itself. I call…

Art reflecting Life, Art in Conflict with Life

A repetition in my art are words and image on glass. There is something about seeing life happen in the glass and the witness seeing themselves in the glass that appeals. In its simplest form this means there is both conflict and collaboration between daily reality and ‘art’ in the work. Art, writing does reflect and battle against our…

What is Art?

What is art, what is love but a prayer? Devotion in creation and acts of care, Our art whispers back to us As we like waters to the oneness Murmur: I am your voice, a reflection, I am your vision, your own conception; I forge alchemy in my daily growing, I am your return to…