I’m jammy enough to live near a tidal creek in Cornwall. I’m also dead lucky in that I’m the guardian for four acres of fairly young woodland. I write poetry and other bits which I call my ‘non-stories’.
Lying face down in the sea on a hot day and watching that Other World through a snorkel is one of my favourite enchantments.
My own thoughts trip me up more than anything else.
Friendships are my sanity.
As I think of eccentric as a term for someone who is comfortable to be their unique self, (with all the evolutions that this entails), my dream is to grow into eccentricity.
alfie is a member of ART ACTION UNION - CREATIVE ACTIVISM, Art Inspired by Dreams, Birds Of Prey (3 per day), Lightning and Storms and Waves.
Spiritually I’m flighty / committed to float freely / to waver and to hover / to be fleeting / transient / drifting. For though meaning / may be luring / and truth / may well be light / the Seemi…
like a spoon / too deep in the pan, / dreams / stir up old hurts / old fears, / burnt scum / now floating / flavours the day
One hat, two hoods, my hand holds down, / as driving winds bombard me. / I reach the shore, I love these times; / with no one else around for miles. Blue ‘sailors’ stranded on the rocks; / a si…
Having my cake and eating it … / indigo storm clouds / backdropping / sun blazed granite moors. August 2008
running away together / running away for ever / human kind
Am I hurt? / Or crouching wary / watching / from my stillness. Weary yes / but broken no / turn to me with caution. Watch me not. / Do not approach. / For I’m The Watcher … / heedf…