Category: Poems

  • New Poem: ‘History’

    ‘History’ Living life online constantly searching and browsing and yes, having been so long an Internet Explorer, I now find myself occasionally crashing and stalling pressing back, lamenting that life isn’t Chrome smooth or one nice long Safari, thinking I could make all things well if I could click back through life munching cookies selectively…

  • New Poem: Poetry, Today

    Today, perhaps, out of the air words will fix and form crystallised droplets from the swirling currents of the lexicon above. And today, perhaps, from the rivers within that wash past couplets in spinning eddies, slow sheets of solid forms will edge their way across finger-thin connections. Today, stamping in hoar frost, perhaps all that…

  • The House Guest | Moving on, in time, from grief

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    Grief is a strange acquaintance, someone all of us will meet some time, and need to spend time with. It’s a relationship often held in private, but I’ve wanted to talk here a little about it in public, if just to let some air in and perhaps resource others, especially when the time comes to gently…

  • Happy Birthday Nic – a poem of thanks

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    Happy Birthday Nic – this bright morning, mourning that we cannot offer you presents for your presence is the one thing we would give anything for. You are absent, yet here is our present: our future each year from now, to take the past and shake from its laden branches all the gifts you once…

  • New Poem: Dimmer

    Dimmer All this time spent on small swipes and hand gestures miniscule thumb movements small digits knitting together such thin threads in hope of warm touch. A life, dim lit in cars, alone and on trains with blue teeth chattering into the elsewhere, wondering, in the small part of somewhere how friendship became…this. (c) KB…

  • New Poem: Dawn Chorus

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    Dawn Chorus Ok! Alright! I hear you! I know the light has come again, little sparrow… did you think, perhaps it mightn’t? We talk in a very superior way of bird-brains and scoff mockingly, at your joy-song at each dawn-break as if you thought it was some daily miracle that the light has come again……