Friday 30 January 2015

69

Sudden smoky sky
Ashen specks gently falling
White upon the earth

30.1.15

Thursday 29 January 2015

68

Waiting for the snow
Clear blue skies make no promise
Maybe tomorrow

29.1.15

Tuesday 27 January 2015

67

Corrupted visage;
A corpse propped up in its seat
Surveys the abyss


27.1.15
After Francis Bacon's Portrait of a Cardinal I

Monday 26 January 2015

66

Blue-black rictus screams
Silenced behind panes of glass
Power's transience


26.1.15
After Francis Bacon's Head VI

Friday 23 January 2015

65

Slick-covered, dripping
Face unformed, leaden arms reach
Smothered, wretched plea

23.1.15

Thursday 22 January 2015

64

Close, Stygian murk
Mired, knee-deep, in jet morass
My own oubliette

22.1.15

Wednesday 21 January 2015

63

The shell is tapped, cracked
Removed, deliberately
Fragile core exposed

21.1.15

Tuesday 20 January 2015

62

Glittering water
Runs too quickly through fingers.
Cupped hand, trembling pool

19.1.15

Monday 19 January 2015

61

Let those moments go
What use is reliving them?
I tighten my grip

19.1.15

Friday 16 January 2015

60

A first turn temple
Priests for dig upgrades, earth 1
Commence dwelling spam!

16.1.15

59

A scampering wind
Plucks the brittle leaf and flees
Who will remember?

16.1.15

Wednesday 14 January 2015

58

Behind glass and glass
Lit, beyond reach; dark, closed up
Mute indifference

13-14.1.15

Tuesday 13 January 2015

57

Half-moon suspended
The beauty of gravity
An eternal dance

13.1.15

56

Worm crossing the road
Some close calls and then, as feared
Obliteration

13.1.15

Monday 12 January 2015

55

Dark, ashen pallor
Worn out, brutal ugliness
A city's death mask

11.1.15

Friday 9 January 2015

54

The storm approaches
Cutting wind, can’t keep hands warm
Empty trees tremble

9.1.15

Thursday 8 January 2015

53

Extractor fan drone
Wind blowing, changing the pitch
Sleep in abeyance

8.1.15

Tuesday 6 January 2015

52

Heaven’s halls aflame
Blaze with fierce intensity
Burned after-image

06.01.15

Monday 5 January 2015

51

Reactivated,
Returning to the surface
And the muted light

5.1.15

Sunday 4 January 2015

50

Old fears, guilt, regrets
Mistakes perhaps repeated
Is there no escape?

4.1.15

49

The old railway line
Choked with weeds, those twisted trees
Grasping claws of night

4.1.15

48

Winter gloom deepens
Faintest light above snuffed out
Only silence now

4.1.15

47

Has the day now passed?
Our sun hidden, the sky now
Only darker grey

4.1.15