I My soft focus is hardening I am tending and gardening with soils and shrubs but no patches of vegetables - just catches catch crops...

Supernature’s best thief stole your life Mum But not your smiles Your smiles were citrine jewels that could not be found In translation...

Meadow brown butterflies caught up in a thin mesh A torn forewing is too painful the whole kaleidoscope locks - the orange flit stills...

In the prophase we called ourselves one Such ignorance! The simmer of summer evenings that concealed cold blood truth and allowed...

Ninety twenties, the hungry house Eleven siblings, poor lives of snares, plucks and dressed wild birds More food groups through the door...

Heat that burned in nineteen seventy-six made children liquefy like gelati Summers like that one are now commonplace Toasting around a...

The tolerance, the curve The buckling straight lines of no bargain A winter’s edict. Melt, in Milan, muffling the raw Christian cries Two...

Invisible man The produce of optics Insanity The basket of refractive indices -------------------- (a Naani poem for H.G.Wells)

Here is the first part of an 'eco' poem series that I'm developing: Helium Ver-Million was almost there His journey to the new planet...

The blackberries near the underpass make my days grow sunny The unripe fruits are red but the black (aggregate) ones lose blood when...

Here is a prose poem: Rasping crows used to interrupt my study days at home. They did not care. I used their warning calls as natural...

Why do we love a relatively small band of people? There are billions of people Billions of centres in a massive cytoplasm Is it something...

Divinity sweeps the broken pieces belonging to Mankind’s tessellation One example and life is magnified through one microscope - fixed at...

One for all you chemistry lovers out there! Lithium Friday morning, after a slow week Ready with chemical reagents and a syringe My hands...

Away from the mist, and Dartmoor‘s uneven ground, we pause in Princetown The place where Thomas, Warden of the Stanneries, built Dartmoor...

His nature yields imprints of heaven Calmness in messages that help souls to touch redemption Future perfect and perfect future Life...

Newton kept a conviction in his heart, with valves masterminding the flow of comprehension. God’s glorious hand prevented the planets...

Flanking the Sargasso Sea are currents; parts of assembly lines. Horizontal forces in the dreamy background. Blue are the fine arts...

Workings of love showed themselves. The arteries. The oxygenation. The lung of patrimonial support was a myelin blanket covering decades...

The travel book takes me to loose-fitting Cumbria. The rain is moving West. The North and South are dry. Books with different...