on the bench
I took ‘time out’ to jot a poem that tries to make a judgement about what a poet could be hoping might be the case should a park bench in memoriam of him/her be provided for the public to use… this effort was the benchmark for poems written in October 2025… 😉 On the Bench […]
what’s the point and what happens next?
jotted in response to a social media post — namely (screenshot): In all probability we all simply play a cosmically short and intrinsically minor role in the process of the One Source of everything, the Supreme Consciousness (the thing that some people like to refer to as God) experiencing itself through the billions of explicit […]
some passing thoughts on death
(initially written as a brief response to the suggestion that ‘people aren’t afraid of death but afraid of the uncertainty of what comes after death’:) even ‘Death’ can become a matter of ‘fight or flight’. But if there is fear then I think that it is not so much the fear of what may be […]