Smell a rainbow Touch a sound Lose yourself In what is found. Hear a scent Then let your eyes Open wide At each surprise. Taste a feeling See a song Your sense of wonder’s Never wrong. —

Raise one hand high spread your fingers in a grasp of clouds and let the sky drain its blue mood through you then accept the wash of rain until it fills the reservoir of your chest and measures the brim of all you can bear then stretch out your other arm to that person beside…

Stick-sucker Stone-slider Shoe-swallower. You are the unfixed path on the road home whose clammy hands clap my every step. You are the unfinished map written by other travellers whose footprints name each new island. You are the Earth’s glue keeping a collage of journeys in a scrapbook of decisions pressed beneath the sky. Rain-sponge Light-denier…

To the woman who is the mother of the man I am To the woman who is the mother of the boy I was To the woman who is the mother of the son we are raising To the woman who is the mother of the father who raised me To the woman who is…

Let’s meet! Let’s meet to eat! Let’s meet upon our feet to eat! Let’s meet and greet upon our feet to eat! Let’s meet and greet upon our feet then take a seat to eat! Let’s meet and greet upon our feet then take a seat to eat some meat! I’m beat! Let’s not meet.…

Where is my red bike? The rag bone man took it to sell for his supper. Who bought its shine? The rain took that to polish its tears . Who bought its bell? Time took that to mark out its years. Who bought its tyres? The wind took those to carry its clouds. Who bought…

I remember when the ice cream lady driving her ice cream van turned the corner to sell ice cream on our street ding ding ding ding di— SCREECH the ice cream lady lost control of her ice cream van we all ran out I shouted ‘ice cream’ and so did she so we tried to…