On a night of ferocious joy, You catch me, dangling feathered charms again along the bow. Your face contorts, Just please let Jupiter explain, Why I don’t dance. The sky is static now, Freezing my demeanor, Splaying out my panic. … Continue reading
Always looking down, With craned necks, To glimpse the moonlit surface. ~ Just a little drop, Of someone’s fear, Falls into every well. ~ A sympathetic breath, In the shadows Seeps into all the fractures. ~ Maybe just a mark, … Continue reading
Here is a pencil drawing of a kingfisher (Mother’s day gift that I’ll post soon!). I haven’t done many bird studies before and as you can see, I struggled with the background but overall I’m satisfied with the result for … Continue reading
On days where coefficients become imaginary numbers,
You suspect that deviation is becoming non-standard,
That integration won’t coordinate your thoughts,
And that darling Nernst was potentially a trifle fixated.
On Sundays you’re worried about regression,
That backwards sloping tide of linear thinking,
Denying the possibility of a many-tailed fish.
But are your aquatic fears myopic twice-over?
You can ask me just one more time about the errors our ways,
I’ll even fetch you a cup of tea,
But please don’t test me,
I’m significantly more numerically challenged than you know.
(c) Accidental Tentacles 2017
Shamans and debutantes await the procession. Red macrame and torn eiderdown Fleet, infusive where silver was lacking. Who will float away inside this parade? I tell the cellists to bolster their bridges, Somewhere the chorus are warming their throats, We wait … Continue reading
(c) Accidental Tentacles 2016 I know watercolour shouldn’t really be treated like acrylic but sometimes I think it (unlike myself) likes to branch out in style. I painted this from a photo of a great tit. I cannot find the … Continue reading
I counted the paces. 23 between us before I turned, and tugged the gauze across; rich with golden deer and tawny trees, it rippled against me, … Continue reading
Reality demanded such fervent focus, that one joint was dislocated from the rest of the pipeline. The crucial aside, the elbow that allowed the flow of thoughts to scatter where they would. The hole was soldered shut and in those … Continue reading
A landscape fragmented by fissures, Kneaded and proven as far as we could see. No step without reminders, Precarious and brittle, Of how the ground was sadistic. We learned to hate, The borders that valleys drew, With depth and no … Continue reading