The Scent (scent of a firey)
Out by the big river where lush grows green and tall, Fall a little further away, out from beyond these winding reaches,All banged up between range and sea, to find […]
Summers’ wildflowers
Initially a small comment on Latoya’s poem, “Woman”, together we came up with “Summers’ Wildflowers” as a duet. Happy escape for the season! Summers’ wildflowers (by Latoya & Sean Bidd)…
Somewhere heading home
Three AM heading home, these streets lie wet and emptyAs rain it falls here in a still lulled cold, the wind is silent on this nightAnother early morning with distant […]
Eve’s Streets
Those long days have passed, where wild weather now slips beneath a new Winter’s chill, a fresh southerly drenched in moments.Out now as our Sun falls and that two tone […]
Last night
Here rolling down a window on a chilly tropical night, nothing but the darkness out there and those clouds without their rain. My pal’s here in the front seat, staring […]
A quiet night
Another quiet night has slipped on by,It’s the fourth since 2016, with each,One different. A little known series,A series of exhibition launches and,Their themes whether dark or light,Collaboration, yes a […]
This late
Something I saw this late… Glare, bright light, chairs at the end of halls, carpet worn across those tops of floorboards, chair legs resting their feet depressed within the beaten, […]
