A retinue historically fulfilled the function of bodyguards, confidants, almost family to the paranoid or desperate. In the case of the...

Leaders Do not manage They kindle fires   One voice With firm purpose Draws a well from others   Wolves in a pack Hawks under cold skies...

Often, the reality of the present is an overcast day, where a half-cultivated forest springs by the road.   Natural vision, and the fog...

Filaments of ideas Threads of what Can become May be represented   In our words about words Our written and stated terms A forecast for...

Everything about us, in the sense of nature and evolution loves a cycle. Half the day, and half the night. Waking, sleeping. Start to...

We get sharper Smaller, and smother Burned to pleasant handling Be it gravity Pressing our concrete bones Or our egos Stifled by...

“We have a very  different idea of what disgraces the name of wizard, Malfoy.”   A pretty excellently delivered line by Mark Williams...

Beasts we are, one and all In our darkest or finest instinctual moments Fleeing from our fears, our foes Nesting for food and shelter...

A rabbit on the grass is bounding away long before I can walk near them. The wild rabbits I see, with their fur a mix of brown and grey...

Life is The clicks in your spine The heavy chest at night It is the hate The hissing breath At those who Discarded you As you threw away...

“Don’t. You’ll regret it. Let me show you a kindness.”   I don’t see Tom’s words in Succession as the common generic bland advice people...

Don’t wail while weak Shout and bleak skies Crush the dust Chill your mind And act to keep inaction confined.   By J.W.H. Hobbs.

I’ve been thinking about a thought experiment with my favourite animal, the elephant.   Take a group of people, and blindfold them. Lead...

In a world of dried tears Sodium stars and bright moons Where this world is dead Bright hearts and clear minds live.   By J.W.H. Hobbs.

I thought I’d write a little about a Computer Shop on a side road in the city, with its prominent Lego you can see from the street. I...

I’m dying The hard spots at the throat And pages of old time Show me As I make silent words Gentle thoughts To myself.   I feel I might...

I could not say that my Easter break was an especially joyful, or social one; but it was absolutely formative. In the rare present soon...

No face that Poorly holds anger Building itself And breaking it down. Ever tore my flesh. No thoughts but mine Ever drew my ire. No...

Every day, you will hear a tale.   It might be a casual discussion when work opens up. It could be a logo or banner, placed upon a car,...

Tears from heaven Cracks of changing season The chill of coming scarcity Be it our warmth, our food, our love   When it rains it pours...