Swimming out beyond the bobbers I said, and you agreed, that I don’t like to think about how deep the water is,
Swimming
Category: Poetry
Silly poem
Walking out the coffee shop, is your gob sufficiently smacked, your flabber appropriately ghasted?
Arrogant poem
It is a serious thing to suggest, but perhaps there are times when Dylan Thomas is wrong.
Words
In the darkness, into the quiet of my house, the world follows me.
Passing
I measure the passing of time in expired milk
To Wonder
In the fields, in the dark have you felt the bass notes of the universe?
Fear?
Do not fight your fear. She is not your enemy.
Breathe
Look up, around. Can you see it?
Dance
Life is not transaction, and if we insist on making it so…
Upside down
Are winter-bare trees, rooted in the grey sky…
Don Lowe 