Visiting Mum

Here's one of my poems from my collection My Mother is an Old Elephant, available on Amazon here, or see the Poems section.

Visiting Mum

She lies down all the time now,

turned by kind hands,

living in the space

between her face

and this plain wall,

sometimes understanding

I’m here beside,

other times dispersed

among the floating radio waves,

out upon the voiceless tide.

With each ebb the angels keep a little more.

With each flow, a little less returns to shore.

Mid-life crisis? Join the club...

Scientists have observed that primates (and I don't mean the ecclesiastical kind) do experience the equivalent of a mid-life crisis. so I'm happy to find that I'm in the very best of company. Imagine what they'd be like if they had beer and cable TV....yep, correct. Just like us.

It's a neat reminder that, whatever else we are, we are all part of nature and part of the cosmos. It makes all the scratching, grunting and chest-beating that we see in our legislators seem sadly inevitable.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/nature/20359229