April Update

It's a 'funny' thing really, writing these posts to no one in particular.. I try to think of a specific person to talk to in them, to speak to one person rather than any or all (I should be so fortunate) that stumble across my little world.

I end up feeling a little like the Little Prince on his small world (though without the snakes and elephants)  spinning through space and trying to make sense of things that may not in fact be sensible.

​My attempts to record thoughts, feelings, experiences and situations means that, by their very nature; I am doomed to failure. Yet that just makes my endeavours all the more important to me - life is slipping past at illegal speeds and because I lose so much, forget so quickly, these personal recordings have a higher importance for me.

It is interesting that as I age I can see patterns that seem to come out of the air around me, coalescing in front of me into recognisable forms. I can see my 'place' in the local playground that is our lifestream and it all seems connected; a synchronicity that is both pleasing and concerning at once.

So I continue to record these moments as best I can, sometimes close to the central core of a situation, a look, a tear a smile, a feeling. Sometimes as far away from it as Voyager now is, spinning in infinity.

All I can do is to try, to attempt, to endeavour, to follow that mist of thought wherever it leads, however and whatever it reveals about the world around me.

In poetry I find a freedom that I cannot find elsewhere, with no attempt to wound or offend, I can turn the thought around in my head, not willing or wishing to constrain or reduce it, but trying to fin where every element to it can fit in a form that is both pleasing and holds at least some particle of the truth that moved me to record it originally.

I hope you enjoy coming along to see what I find.

Take care, every blessing. Keep reading...