without oars rowing in the dark
stirring a storm in flat waters
the coxswain barks a rhythm to steer
through narrow needles & suchlike
metaphysical phenomena
a coracle to do the rounds in
a dream igniting memory cells
in their stored spiral   washes you up
in the unlit room at the end of gran's
kitchen learning to discriminate
sweet pickles from strawberry jam
georgy bam  georgy bam  georgy bam
at three years   improvised mantra
to the god of sweet things

RECESSES
TRADE WINDS
DEMOCRACY
HAYSTACKS
GROUND
CIRCUMNAVIGATE
CATHERINE WHEEL
SALVES
INNER SPACE
BONING UP
THE DARLING BUDS
FIRST HYMN
UMBILICAL LANGUAGE
ONE GOD AT A TIME