tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129Tue, 27 Jan 2026 00:42:58 +0000naturetimeanxietypoempoetryChristmaswalesphotographyYuleadventsunrisedepressionlanguagewinterlinguisticssocietyweatherSpacemoondeathseasonsmindwordsNew Yearearthhaikunightseabirdsfoodphilosophysocial mediawildlifewritingNew Years EveastronomyautumnbiscuitsbookscalendarcalendarseclipseinternetmeditationmusicrainbowsreligionsolsticesummersunwaterwavesCassiniFriday 13thHalloweenMayNASAOlympicsSpartacusSt Johns wortUKageingairalgorithmsall hallowsanthropologyasparagusbillionairesblungebookmarksbuttonscafeclocksclothescoffeecountrysidedarknessdogsdropsecologyelectionemotionsequinoxetymologyfallingfashionfearfireworksfleasfliesflusterflyfuneralgardensgeologygriefhollyinsectsjackdawsletterslibrariesluckmallsmarinemince piesmirrorsmortalitymythnamesnamingnumbersoozeorbitalpalindromependulumspoliticspovertyprolixityquestionsrainreadingrelationshipsresolutionssaltsaltwaterselfshadowssheepskinskysnakessnowsoulsoundspringstonestormstorm Bertstripsumsuperherosupermoontidestimelinetreestribesukuleleurbanveganversewebworldyearzipsa diary blog of cracks and flaws and scarshttp://meonomous.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (meonomous)Blogger93125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-7249064955680418621Sat, 31 May 2025 11:53:00 +00002025-05-31T12:53:16.437+01:00anxietyMaymindnaturepoempoetrytimelast orders for Maywhile it surreptitiouslyebbs away......© 2025 robert greig  http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/05/last-orders-310525.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-8716126430630466666Sun, 06 Apr 2025 11:45:00 +00002025-04-06T12:45:10.732+01:00anthropologycafecoffeefoodnaturepoempoetryvegan next tablechatteringgroup of threeEnglish tonesservice with a smilediligenceempty chairssoon fill upin through the in doorand out throughthe in doorcoffee machinecoffee machinesoundtrack for a sconeveganit’s the seasonto be veganif you really wantbusy bodselementsin fine glass bulbslaptop manplugged inobliviousto all aroundfocused onan English breakfastand a shiny screenI just can’t writefast http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/04/notes-from-vegan-cafe-6425.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-1946476809190165069Sun, 30 Mar 2025 12:39:00 +00002025-03-30T13:39:10.007+01:00eartheclipsemoonnaturepoempoetryspringsuntime how casually Marchcomes to a closewith a partial eclipsecasting new shadowsseeping into the oldreaping lightfrom places unknownon the far side ofthe night,a nod to future timesbirds perchon power linesin awebemusedentrancedbemused,surely there’s a lullabymade to matchand wrap aroundsuch moments to make themmore profoundwhere silencehas run agroundwashed up onuneven sounddripping fromunopened http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/03/unlight-30325.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-1106124799807361408Sun, 23 Mar 2025 16:05:00 +00002025-03-23T16:05:50.607+00:00mortalitynaturephilosophypoempoetryreligiontime there is no margin for error;I didn’t askto come into this worldand I won’t be askedwhen it’s time to leave,then you ask mewhat do I believe,when there’s not enoughspace in my headnor enough wordsin my mouthto give you the answeryou might like to hear;“you are what you wear”,will that do?the outward expressionof an inward impression,for better or worse,perhaps I’m cursed,or would that presumea http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/03/error-try-again-23325.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-2119332849446991741Sun, 16 Mar 2025 13:18:00 +00002025-03-16T13:18:01.253+00:00eclipsemoonmythnaturepoempoetryseasonsSpacetimeweather a hunters moona total eclipsered in tooth and claw,open the doorstep outsidenow you seethere’s nowhere to hide,waders flight by nightmore active than by daytheir babble chorusout of sight,invisibleto the naked eye,life and deathcold is paintedon the breath,calling time for somewhose time has come,slip a hand in minedon’t let gofind the first starputting on a show,you’ll never knowhow far you http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/03/future-air-16325.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-5146789005082202201Sun, 09 Mar 2025 17:32:00 +00002025-03-09T17:32:13.598+00:00ageingmirrorsnaturepoempoetryskintime I’m putting myselfup for salethis old skinmust be worth something,what do you think?honesty is,after all,after all the best policy,exceptwhen it isn’t,just anotherhurdle to hurdle,step in my blind sideand see what isI have to hide,I’m putting myselfout there,this old soulnot yet quite cold,cross your fingersand hope to flyone last time,levity is,after all,the best policy,perhaps you could makea http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/03/best-policy-9325.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-7232231894933126546Sun, 02 Mar 2025 13:22:00 +00002025-03-02T13:22:38.623+00:00anxietydepressionmindnaturepoempoetrytimeworld I’m upside downdon’t turn me overI’m this way for a reason,I’m inside outhearing the worldcollapsing in on itself,intrepid sunriseshuffling intoa grey mundanity,surrendering selfto the slipshod of time,hide ‘n’ seekit’s been too many yearssince I hidor sought,I’m left of rightand right of leftsnagged in a switchback,a sense of scaleregards me unseenas smaller than sightand larger than life,this http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/03/light-thats-left-2325.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-2588082002571207224Sun, 23 Feb 2025 13:03:00 +00002025-02-23T13:03:22.738+00:00anxietydepressionnaturepoempoetrysaltsaltwaterseasound skimming sleepskirting a dreamswimming in waterwith too much salt,unable to sinkthe skin of the surfaceas solid, as fluid,a dull apprehensionthat something,or someone,grabbing my anklesfrom below;simply no effortin staying afloathalf my sensesdully erased,some kind of silencethat’s never been named,a ‘brinitude’,or ‘abrineation’?motion is pointlessverging on recklessevery poreevery cellscouring,http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/02/saltweight-23225.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-6057640197431213143Mon, 17 Feb 2025 13:01:00 +00002025-02-17T13:01:14.792+00:00anxietydepressionlanguagenaturepoempoetrytimewriting these are my wordsI give them to younow they’re your wordsto give towhoever you choose,please don’t refuse themand try not to lose themkeep them safelybetween your lipsor your fingertips,don’t let them becomejust a slip of the tongueuntil the time comes,with these wordsyou’re done,as they’ve been aroundfor centurieshanded downword for wordsince they first emergedout of the mirethe proverbial http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/02/now-theyre-yours-17125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-8530332897988998090Sun, 09 Feb 2025 12:40:00 +00002025-02-09T12:40:31.885+00:00airanxietydeathfallingfearnaturepoempoetryskytime re-entryeasy doessteady nowdon’t want to crashand burn,wait for itpull the cordwait for itpull the cord,not too soonnot too latekeep your nervehold your breathtake your timethere’s hopefullyplenty left,and breathebreathethe only wayis downand downstabiliselevel outflyingor floating,hoveringor falling,the only wayis downand downdon’t chokeor bottle it,am I nearly there yet?the lulling blissof http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/02/re-entry-9225.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-3364978564694972124Sun, 02 Feb 2025 11:56:00 +00002025-02-02T11:56:15.298+00:00anxietydeathemotionsfuneralgriefnaturepoempoetrytime afterwardsthe world feels strangedistantlostirrelevanthanging by a threadwhen my timecomesas time will ensurethat it doeswill I evokesuch sympathies?how does onereconcilehow does onesummarisethe total sumin a handfulof minutes,snippetsbits and pieceswhat has beenwhat’s left to comewhat’s notand what never will?how we spillfrom one stateto the next,echoesbound in ripplesdissipate eventually,sit http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/02/root-branch-2225.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-9158950824026621231Sun, 26 Jan 2025 12:54:00 +00002025-01-26T12:54:27.147+00:00namesnamingnaturepoempoetryselftime that’s my nameI know it isbecausethat’s what everyonekeeps calling me,that’s my nameand I respondin a reflexin a heartbeatin wordacross a crowded room,that’s my namealways has beenat least as faras I know,two syllables,or one for short,short and sweet,that’s my namenot that Iat the timehad a choiceto choose itor otherwise,for instance,pick a different one,that’s my namethough if I dosay so http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/01/who-26125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-2056959213890828311Sun, 19 Jan 2025 12:43:00 +00002025-01-19T12:43:08.651+00:00anxietyhaikunaturepoempoetrytimeweather #1not a solitary cloudscraped the skyleaving it high and dry… #2the sky bled apricotsholding motionin the palms of its hands… #3sky slipping sidewaysbirds flying backwardsgetting nowhere fast. © 2025 robert greig http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/01/skytones-19125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-3516423619666746573Sun, 12 Jan 2025 12:22:00 +00002025-01-12T12:22:10.295+00:00anxietydepressionearthnaturepoempoetrytimewinter today grew out of nothingand within a few hoursbecome fully-grown,fully-fledged,out of the earthup through the soilpushing aside decaying leaveslast year’s litter and windfallsdiscarded strewn,taking a shapeperfecting linesedges definedframes realignedshifting betweenthe light and the shadesifting and sculptingemerging, submergingnoises and sounds,the lost become foundfanning outin ripples and http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/01/sifting-skies-12125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-7926477819304283528Mon, 06 Jan 2025 12:45:00 +00002025-01-06T12:45:00.013+00:00anxietyChristmasdepressionnaturenightpoempoetrytimewinter last night lightsChristmas is over,snow in a half moon... © 2024 robert greig http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/01/last-lights-6125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-1415138471620733725Sun, 05 Jan 2025 12:20:00 +00002025-01-05T12:20:54.613+00:00anxietydepressionnaturepoempoetrysnowtimewaleswinter the first snowin the gardena woodpigeon sitsdisconsolateon branches bare,the first footof new yeargently put,a snownot as crispas should besoftened byhearts that grievesouls that bleedtheir memoriesinto takeaway cups,only two daysof the calendarhe got to seetil camea winter messengerwho said,it’s time to leave,cloud hanganonymousunsure of itselfawkward inthe face of loss,coffee steamthe bustle http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/01/mercury-5125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-1419175702504278466Fri, 03 Jan 2025 14:58:00 +00002025-01-03T14:58:32.936+00:00anxietycalendarsnatureNew Yearresolutionstime resolutions... the curse of the overthinker... © 2025 robert greig http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/01/overthought-3125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-4801960143860054534Thu, 02 Jan 2025 12:55:00 +00002025-01-02T12:55:08.177+00:00anxietynatureNew Yearseatimewinter I found an empty seashell on the strand and heard a future made of sand…... © 2025 robert greig http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/01/stranded-2125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-399872709226681603Wed, 01 Jan 2025 11:46:00 +00002025-01-01T11:46:16.583+00:00anxietycalendarNew Yeartimewinteryear does 2025 look a bit wonky to you?… I can’t help thinking someone has assembled it wrong… does it come with a manual?… it seems not...... © 2025 robert greig http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2025/01/wonky-1125.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-9038318149517597846Tue, 31 Dec 2024 13:17:00 +00002024-12-31T13:17:58.121+00:00ChristmasNew YearNew Years Evepoempoetrytimewinter my last poem of 2024, see you on the other side......  next yearthis waymind your headwatch your step,still in bed?not up yet?time waitsfor no oneit has places to bepeople to seetocks to tickand ticks to tock,knock, knock,who’s there?twenty-twenty-fiveready or nothere it comesto look you in the eye,ready,steady,on your marks,almost goalmost therealthough it’s justanother dayit’s held in http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2024/12/ticks-to-tock-311224.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-5336444763420192332Tue, 31 Dec 2024 11:09:00 +00002024-12-31T11:09:41.872+00:00anxietyChristmasNew Years Evetimewinterit’s the end of the year as we know and I feel bumptybumptydoubedydumplydadidaditiddleytoddleytump.... http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2024/12/bump-311224.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-5385963728275054477Mon, 30 Dec 2024 12:22:00 +00002024-12-30T12:22:27.367+00:00Christmasfleasmusicnatureukulele a ukulele is actually a jumping flea….   http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2024/12/fleas-301224.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-4153618037533682198Sun, 29 Dec 2024 12:43:00 +00002024-12-29T12:43:50.820+00:00anxietyChristmaslanguagemallsnaturestrip warning: strip malls are not place where you can take off all your clothes... © 2024 robert greig http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2024/12/accidentals-291224.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-6050040149770205090Sat, 28 Dec 2024 12:31:00 +00002024-12-28T12:31:58.106+00:00anxietyChristmaslanguagelinguisticspalindromewords the interesting thing about the word, ‘palindrome’ is, it is not itself a palindrome… © 2024 robert greig http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2024/12/emordnilap-281224.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6727926143405464129.post-6968802123527312432Fri, 27 Dec 2024 15:55:00 +00002024-12-27T15:55:09.521+00:00anxietyChristmasfoodmince piesreligionYulecould it becould it becould it be timefor another mince pieanother fruity mince pieanother spicy, fruity mince pieanother incredibly edibly spicy, fruity mince pie?I surrender,you’ve twisted my armone more couldn’t do any harm...© 2024 robert greig http://meonomous.blogspot.com/2024/12/one-more-271224.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (meonomous)0