Oct06

The Circle – Part IX – Ben, John and Pam. The circle is silent, deep in their trance. John sees the small boat in rough seas again, But, the small details have changed at first glance, And the figure’s a man who looks like Ben. In shock, John is snapped out of his vision And…

Sep06

The Circle – XIII – Ben. His mum kowtows to the contempt reviled splitting him from his father’s jealous eyes. Outwardly adult, inside lives a child cowering in fear ahead of what he denies. Green and sick, his bandy legs feel the cold as he trudges to Pam’s group for cover. His split with his…

Aug06

The Circle – Part VII – Faye. She could be Atlas, but she’s tiny, timidly peeking at her potential makes her nose twitch and appear more whiny: Self-doubt is never a good credential. To boost herself, she scurries off to the class. Cautiously scuttling forward with her guides She nervously asks about if she’ll pass….

Jul06

The Circle VI – June She swivels her head, that friendly ticking Puts her back to before she sent him packing. Her bright brown eyes refocus on that clicking That dulls the lonely ache and the lacking. Family gone; husband gone; alone, she’s cooking, Cakes for the circle, fuel for the talking. With each wary…

Jun07

The Circle – V Kate Kate longfully stares at the empty vase wishing it could overflow with fresh life, but when it whithers on the vine, she’s sparse and, though majestic, she is a drained wife. At the group, among friends, she cries in vain, her mane of curls, her royal strength is crushed. In…

May06

The Circle IV – Clive Living life in the moment is his norm. This striped man-eater pounces on the beers, Life lived loving, not having to conform. The life and soul, but God hates him, he fears. Licking his lips he buries his hurt deep And joins the circle to repent his sin. In his…

Apr06

The Circle III – John From his hibernation state he awakes, But his guilty dreams of drowning remain. He can’t progress beyond his old mistakes. Bristling grizzly beard, his cheeks dry again, He shambles to Pam’s circle for penance. Into his trance he falls, his guide beckons. The pain is like a ripping claw: his…