And we would run on, tireless, to the journey’s end

Our flow of life unfettered and unhemmed

Each cell, each breath alive to fill the Universe

Our power, our exuberance unstemmed


Unstriving, reaching all that we were meant to be

Of everyday contrivance unaware

A soaring, joyful wonder of Creation’s touch

A burst of dappled starlight in the air


With time suspended, every inch would phosphoresce

Our form, a formless, ageless entity

A thrilling, tingling spiral of our greatest dreams

And knowing, we would be all we could be



The influence of love is so immense

Defying all our efforts to describe it

Its impact on the human heart is so intense

And yet no man can order, buy or bribe it


No yearning song nor sentiment embrace

The range of daily disciplines to find it

It roams an inner network that no map can trace

And leaves no owners’ manual behind it


It isn’t what the poets write or singers sing

It cannot solve life’s problems in a beat

And yet we find its power changes everything

When frozen feelings flicker in its heat


To pause, reflect, abandon our desires

Occasions love to alter what was meant

Permitting us a moment in its dreaming spires

And shaping us beyond our own intent

Ashlett Creek

The wind was bitter but the sun was bright

As godwit and whimbrel soared in flight

On frozen foreshore kelp fronds trembled

Decaying fingers they resembled 

The crescent breasts of turnstones muddled

As frantically they mooched and huddled

While sandpipers stood sentinel

Mute listeners to a distant bell

And there within their makeshift nests

Abandoned tyres with greening crests

The curlews sought the leeward shade

Until turned tide forced feet to wade 

And jagged toothed the ancient groynes 

Demarked the designated joins

Where sea and ever-shrinking land

Permit the Solent to expand

O Ashlett shoreline, rich and wild

May your lagoons rest undefiled

For avocet and oystercatcher

And we, who in your swathes find rapture


When we from death recover

New-strengthened for the fight

Will we with hearts and minds secure

Walk towards the light?

When we in anguished struggling

Lift above Life’s realm

Be pleased to see another Hand

Fixed upon the helm?

When we, caught up in joyful times

Seek the world’s reward

Will we with gratitude recall

Our steadfast, faithful Lord?

Advent Hope

May we, who swirl around in a flood- torn world,

clinging to little rafts of love and hopefulness,

see glimmers of a higher throne to make our spirits soar

and tune our ears to the echoes of the greatest loving sacrifice

carried out for us two millennia ago,

the arrival of God on earth


At first, he thought she wasn’t real

So vague her silhouette

But as she entered heads all turned

And some stared in regret


So soft her tread across the floor

So hovering her gait

That watchers thought she skimmed the ground

Or so they’d soon relate


Towards him moved her silent frame

Unblinking was her stare

His soul was rooted to the spot

Intent, she fixed him there


Her breath came cold across his cheek

He leaned to catch a word

But swift her hand revealed a knife

And all existence blurred


Some said they heard an anguished cry

Still others, plaintive song

As they beheld his heaving form

Alone, now she was gone

Breathless Autumn

And we would run breathless beneath the bronze-tipped boughs
Feet riffling the Autumn mounds
And you would paint for me scudding puffs of cloud against an iron sky
The heavens reaching to the far horizon
And billowing cumulus would kiss the hills
Bruised and brooding one side, cottony down the other face
Lifted in ecstasy towards the dawning sunlight
And fields of velvet ochre patched with fading green
Would beckon us on
Reckless and unfettered to tumble beside an icy burn
There to quench our unquenchable thirst
For life
For love