Behind and Beyond

Image © Helen M Cameron 2019 Step back and enjoy each smash and grab moment of sun drenched green expanse, swaying idly in the breeze, joy of landscape magnified dreams of things unseen , light and dark behind the scene that grows  intensity beyond the reality of now

Summer Slow Crash

Sporadic hoverfly’s dance in the dry tight stillness that envelopes my being Beads of sweat merge in cascades of itchy sticky wetness Sultry intensity oppresses the void between heart beats Perceptions dulled now becomes eternal Dark brooding shadows spiral down waves of pressure  real or not Piecing intensity burns through eyelids tight shut Concussion of […]

Diwali

  (Edinburgh in October 2017) Wailing drones herald its approach Waves of pipers ripple down hill Serried soldier ranks march in step Zulu warriors dance in place Bored Scottish dancers walk in rows Home made  gods ride on top Of  shiny cars, bored drivers Red lights hold them Standing still until restless amber Released on […]

So Sad

  “So sad”,  they all said, Lost and alone he screamed at the crowd, they were sad but in his silence soon forgot, spaced out on life’s heady mix of light and dark, the screams abated as he faded from mind, alone and so lost he whimpered, noise and the light streamed into the dark, […]

Horror v Love

Horror  on horror’s empty cause Bland sound bites a predictable response, Idiots who react just as horror intended Winning its war to destroy our veneer of civilisation and love Hate is advancing leaders are prancing It’s time to let love loose again Its’ time to be Church – real Church Its time to proclaim forgiveness […]

May Not

12 March 2017 The title is so wrong, mistakes of the fingers, to lazy to correct so maybe just leave it and mould this winding sequence of words into a new shape, a shape born of chance, break out into the light, an avalanche of ideas, that may or may not…..

Dazed and confused…..

Dazed and confused in crazy profusion sap falls , dew rises , winds suck,  outside turns inside to display hidden reality an inside that is desiccated and dead, Lost hopes of joy becomes despair of birth To have flown so high, then plummet and  crash a husk of what once was, greatness all lost, death […]

Forced To Write

What about this space White and clean  with  lines for hanging words in neat rows, wild words that stray and scatter across the sheet of lines like fugitive sheep on the hillside fleeing that piercing whistle that calls the the barking blur of fearsome distant memory But why bother, Who cares for my words why […]