There's a kink in the neck
of the bookmark
my mother knitted for me
where it holds the page

She knitted it to use up
excess wool but every book
I read I'm reminded of her
The sign of a perfect love
for an imperfect son

Working on a blog post about the brilliant work of artist joncarling.bsky.social and fell in love with the art. Had to buy a couple of prints and a greeting card from his online shop joncarling.bigcartel.com

Package arrived with doodles on it and some extra stickers. Much appreciated, Jon!

Backlit clouds
take centre-stage
orange embers that
ignite the dregs of the day
as ceding blue skies applaud

#poem

I think of those men
huddled around in the
polar ice
scientists after all
illuminating their frozen
ship The Endurance for a
ghostly photo of maritime
bones in the night

I can hear wood splitting

#vss365

morning light horizon
divides a pale blue sea
from a selfsame sky

#haiku #Townsville