Thursday 31 March 2016

Humanising



















For God’s sake, put something human there;
Add the I-word or rub in some personality;
Otherwise words only follow words,
Sense and nonsense in apparent order
Or none at all.

Tuesday 29 March 2016

Art Theft



















Artists, at fever pitch
Daub anger and delight
Against the wisdom of a day,
Every stroke, a slash of paint
A bright essence, underscoring.

Troubled times.

Saturday 26 March 2016

Ten-ten oh-two















On a day like today
When a velvet sky rains grey
A planet might stop its spin
To touch a moment and pause.

But our world turns
On dimes and dollars,
On the spendthrift blood of nations.
Our lives are built of currency
And the ignorance it brings.
© BH, 2002

Thursday 10 March 2016

A Poet















That was not it at all; that is not what I meant at all

A poet told me this but his lines
Said something else, reading between,
Something else again. How am I to think
With so much meaning?