being and becoming in the world
We have moved on ‘We have moved on’ (said doctor Knows Best) didn’t you notice?! Today we have targets, tooled by incentive, and our patients are our numbered ‘partners’. Betjeman … Continue reading Progress hardly broke its stride
Magpie If only I could soar like an eagle to see the world as I cannot. I am a magpie in black and white, in flight through clouds, seeking colour. … Continue reading Rebel Antiquary
Backwards and forwards learning Backwards and forwards learning contributes to who I am. Neither the microscope nor the telescope quite help me in the focus with which I wish to see. Backwards … Continue reading ‘Two cultures’ poems
Chipped Tooth The administrator now the administered. Pulse-oximeter sirens a frenzied fear, friendly faces pace in busyness managing checklists to the unknown. Man-made epilepsy in-a-box. Temples numbing – signify it … Continue reading Psychiatry in fabula
time passing poems by Peter: Ode to Narrative. Born backwards; could sleep standing-up, lived in a world upside-down. silent as light. grafted like a Scott; found and loved Cimbrone. Stars … Continue reading Time passing
I have been collecting archive material on Ben Cruachan, the highest mountain in Argyllshire. I am doing so to help me write a poem about this mountain, a poem that … Continue reading SUMMER TIME ENDS
Photographs taken on Saturday 20th September 2025 on a trip north to walk in Rothiemurchus with a dear friend:
We met through your brother. I never met your brother, so this must be impossible. Friendship, is time itself.