Bare Foot LivingDeserted Beach at DuskI walk on a deserted beach at dusk. Walking with my pain. Light fading to a blackness not even the stars can brighten. I am alone,Dec 16, 2019Dec 16, 2019
Bare Foot LivingGrandfather WindMy eyelids feel cool and damp. The air cold and dry. When the wind hits my face it feels like a cool eucalypt balm on my eyelids. I feel…Nov 13, 2019Nov 13, 2019
Bare Foot LivingThere are Little Corella’s on the beach this morning, picking at shoreline debris instead of scrub…I fantasise, as I sit watching them. Remembering: reclaiming the Old World. Living with the Earth. Living for the Earth. I fantasise…Nov 13, 2019Nov 13, 2019
Bare Foot LivingTHE RAINS WILL COMEI went to sleep feeling her rage and woke with the smoke.Nov 11, 2019Nov 11, 2019
Bare Foot LivingGlimpseShe caught a glimpse of him for the second time that morning. Jed; her old dog. Just a flash, out the corner of her eye, blurred like an…Mar 20, 2018Mar 20, 2018
Bare Foot LivingSmoke SignalShe’s late again. It’s not like that’s unusual. When we were together she’d always keep me waiting — so there should be no surprise that it…Mar 14, 2018Mar 14, 2018
