Poem: Arctic Wasteland


When you keep your affection from me

It is like being denied the light of the sun

Out in the Arctic Wasteland

I battle with monsters

From unwritten bestiaries

There is little to eat

Except ice

And the strange medicine

From the congealed miasma of darkness

Punish me as you will;

We’ll see how I hold up

Once your Winter’s done its worst.


Poem: Magpie Feathers and Willow Leaves


Magpie feathers and willow leaves
A welter of grief and yearning
My soul contorting into unseen shapes
In time with the seasons turning

Still your words do not come
My heart aches inside its cage
I listen to the goldcrest’s song
And weep some ink upon the page