Driving

Some Do It Consciously

it’s no wonder
the world spins
because that is the feel
of driving down a road
passing so many heads and shoulders…

Poetry

Time Machine

Paying tolls, missing turns, chewing gum, moving on

Gas Bucket Day

Enjoy life before all you gather is dust and grey hair

In The Clear

A Poem

Rougher landings
discolouring bone
the features of the day
have gone to the haze
for advice