Change of Tack

I love writing – I find it very therapeutic – It does require discipline

Time to start getting back into it – Over six years since last treatment. – The cancer just went away – No complaints from me – A little bit of disbelief – There have been some close calls since and some biopsies and lots of scanning – But over 10 years post diagnosis it is just gone – They won’t let me go – Still need be be scanned –

What to do now – I have just come back from an Art and creative writing course in the UK – Frosty Oxfordshire – The following came to me while I was over there – Maybe I can follow up with more writing


Cold Winter Day

(Waiting until the cold has gone)


Patches of green among the frosted grass

Creeping frost everywhere

Patches where the sun has managed to penetrate

The hardness of the now solid ground

Waiting until the cold has gone



Benches, tables and chairs

Outdoor furniture deserted

Now covered in frost

And waiting to be re-peopled

Waiting until the cold has gone



Chattering unseen birds

Their song fills the air

Great, many limbed and leafless Oak

Waiting to burst into life

Waiting until the cold has gone



Rock hard dirt track

Leading to a field of grazing cattle

Standing like statues

This track will become muddy again

When the cold has gone


Faraway hum of traffic

There, present but really not disturbing

Even the ornamental grasses still standing

And the bare creepers around the front of the house

Waiting until the cold has gone




Waiting until the cold has gone


Waiting until the cold has gone



19th January 2023.



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