Poem : Blind Side

Poem : Blind Side   ‘Close your eyes Listen to your mind You’ll be amazed Thoughts you’ll find Love or hate you’ll feel And the battle lines A steep mountain Or a rugged decline To overcome The first step inline These open eyes Cannot define What’s buried Deep inside It may be avoided Never out-run […]

Poem: This Skin Itches

Poem: This Skin Itches   This skin itches; these clothes, shoes Entangled, full of stitches An imposter, a fake, a fraud Deceived, detested; tormented Desperately seeking a sign, a lamp A displaced postcard requiring a stamp Blindly stumbling in the dark Concealed, confused, crushed, stark Who am I supposed to be? Unable to imitate my […]

Poem: Struggle

Poem: Struggle   It was cold and hot and wet and dry I was sad and happy and angry When I began my fight A revolution fought Deep down inside me No cannons or guns Just a battle to be free My ego against me It wanted to be king Desired fame and to be […]

Poem: Grappling

Poem: Grappling   The reflection on the water cool, crystal sun rays shimmer the look upon your face curls my smile in place near you, the crowd is silenced Opulent were their words, their eyes refracting fear, gathering counting numbers together the bird of time flutters by, grappling for one in each hand they do […]

Godrevy Surf Photography

Godrevy Surf Photography   Surf photography from a wonderful sunny Sunday afternoon on Godrevy beach, south west Cornwall.         Copyright Alexander Maxwell 2016  

Gothic Ruin and Ruskin

Gothic   Reading John Ruskin’s book ‘On Art and Life’ had a profound effect on my life. His description of the Gothic architecture can just as easily be inserted to describe a wise man or women, able to evolve within their surroundings. Below is a paragraph from ‘On Art and Life’ about ‘Changeability in Gothic […]

Poem: Dyeing

Poem: Dyeing   Orange dye seeps into the morning sky a gradient hue entering the sombre blue liquid dew, clinging upon the screen care instructions instilled, what I must do? the muffled chirp of early natures song obscure grey lines spill within the quiet room rinsing away the fabric of the deepest colour climbing and […]

Poem Kubili

Poem Kubili   Poem Kubili began as a seed planted into the fertile earth of a common love—poetry. The land was then prepared and watered by a number of skilful poets and poetesses. Digging the furrow side by side, week by week, carefully making sure the seed fell in the best soil. Gently the seed […]

Poem: Morning Sunshine

Poem: Morning Sunshine   She wakes me every day A soft whisper Brings the call of dawning Peeping into my room Narrow the line, tracing Floor to ceiling Comforting it is to know No-matter whether up or down She is there, removing The past, left in darkness Sliding the curtains, open Rushing in, illuminating We […]

Carn Kenidjack

Poem: Kenidjack Wrestler   Once upon a black Cornish night unsteady, two stout miners stumbled ready, though the rough gorse and wild heather, returning from the rowdy pubs of Morvah together wondering what their wives may say A sudden low moan rose before them the carn of darkness, howled a high pitched wine, Carn Kenidjack […]