POSOWOCO

Where words, music and worlds collide

I wrote this poem after realising that we could view life as a set of frames, a complete collector set of "Each Day" slices. Imagine a different scene every day but getting better and better each day. [...]

I wrote this poem after early morning thoughts about what makes us do things in life I had the idea that it is life itself that bullies us into doing things. Also, if we were not here, we would be like the rocks and sea bullied by physics and forcefields. [...]

I wrote this poem on a cold futile winter's day. A theme that often crops up in my poems. I had the thought of waiting for something, usually a lost love or other need, and not being whole until that after the event. [...]

I wrote this poem during autumn about the sadness and beauty of my favourite season. After a sweltering mad summer, Autumn is giving us space to prepare for the next part of the year. [...]

I wrote this poem thinking about our lifelong friend - water. I thought about a river having emotions and feelings about the time of day. Silly I know, but what if it loved the cool, dark nights. [...]

I wrote this poem wondering about what was the earth doing below our feet. I thought about the earth as watching us as we came and went throughout the centuries. It is specifically centred around two lovers going for a picnic in a shady forest. [...]