Priesthope
I have no religion, but I needed to find your grave, and to chalk a coloured heart on your now ruined home. Marion, there is love in hope. In remembering … Continue reading Priesthope
being and becoming in the world
I have no religion, but I needed to find your grave, and to chalk a coloured heart on your now ruined home. Marion, there is love in hope. In remembering … Continue reading Priesthope
To live a life in poems You need not be a poet! Just feel and turn that into Art [You asked me what I used those different coloured chalks for?]
a child, I painted my bedroom BLUE scribed, in giant capitalised letters ‘PERFECT BLUE’. My first shaver, was BLUE. My first car, was BLUE. My first girlfriend, from the, ‘BLUE … Continue reading BLUE
COLOUR WAS NOT AFFORDABLE My father collected televisions – black & white, second-hand, rarely working. [chance INTERLUDE] An advert in an old P & J: RENT or BUY, From 42 … Continue reading Colour was not affordable.
D A L C H I O R L I C H Today, I crossed the bridge that you set out on as December 1897 closed. Changes have taken place … Continue reading Recognise the beauty
Last week I spent a few days exploring with Big Ted. We visited Glen Tilt, Glen Lyon and Glen Orchy. We stayed in Dalmally where I wrote a few poems. … Continue reading ‘It’s the adventurous who are shy’
The Sketch [colours added by Peter Scott-Gordon]