Travel

 my intoxvacation

somewhere off the coast
of Thailand,
a land of black volcanic rock
and meter long black monitor lizards
crawling about the perpetual hunt
that's lasted millions of years...

On to Montreal

Conversations wind through
corridors, jokes lost in the melee

EARTH ORBIT

Encapsulated in the ticking hum of this sealed sarcophagus,
Lonely as the nether darkness folding in on Time;
Ringed by the crystal deep,
Ordained to wake, to sleep,
And gaze .....

 Saffron and White Sugar

Tehran’s smog crept inside my lungs,
pressed like lead on my chest

Riding the Dragon

A Bus Journey through Chengdu on a 'Super VIP' Chinese Bus

Apollo 11

One small step he came so far to tread
Upon this little world of lonely desolation;
One great ring around his planet's blue
To grasp these lifeless rocks, this dust, this inspiration.

Day of Lightness

wings like a knife melting mist, edging
downwards to darker mass of
earthly structures

Christmas Eve- Ft. Lauderdale, 2011

Christmas Eve in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida- 12/24/11

Mansfield Railway Station

They bought this station back to life
like Frankenstein's Monster,
but this is more like the ghost train.

 A Soldier Comes Homes

Written in Miami International Airport, awaiting a flight back to London, surmising the rather subdued reuniting with my then lover.

A Visceral Heart

Another poem written as I left everything behind me in London and fled to mainland Europe in autumn.

 Nothing Ever Really Happens

A tortoise that knew Darwin pines for a return to the Galapogos.

Winter News III 2004

Over the high pass and into Marrakesh.

Winter News II 2004

Finally we reached the Tahgazoute camp in Morocco and many colourful characters

Winter News I 2004

A short letter of our winter travels in our motorhome.

Somewhere Holiday - A Real Person Travel Guide (Sample Chapter)

Sample 'chapter' of a book of travel writing that seemed to get some publishers mildy interested some time ago, but, it ultimately never led to anything - story of my life....

One for Walkers (Later version)

Here we come,
There we go.

One For Walkers (original version)

Here we come,
There we go.

 What about your saucepans? Part 1.

The start of the first chapter of my manuscript about my life in the Dominican Republic. This chapter lays the foundation as to why I decided to leave my job, my husband and my country.

Plan B

Out the darkness a wall of water swept me off my feet, I found myself floating on my back holding on for dear life with only two fingers amongst a foaming, bubbling mass of sea, helplessly watching as