36 CORN ROAD (PART 4) THE REUNION It was the best time I can remember Family gathered in one place Nothing fancy or pretentious Just a field, the sun and love all around us. The hay wagon was full from edge to edge…
Category: Miscellaneous
To Those Who Took Offense
I didn’t give a damn. I was feeling puckish.
Waiting on the Tide
It’s the second day of summer and it’s bringing everything great Cold beer and barbecues and baseball players sliding across home plate But while folks are at the lake on their boats and water skis At the beach soaking up the sun and enjoying the…
No turning back
how do you go back to the old thread of life …when there is nothing to go back to …when everything has moved forward and left you
ERASED The Little Prince (excerpt) by Antoine de Saint-Exupery
It was then that the king appeared “Good morning”, said the king “Good morning”, said the maid Though she saw no one “I am right here “,the king said “under the bridge” And the king grabbed her hand To the palace they will find The…
What is it All For
What is it all for, what is all this really for? For things I’m told, though the world provides for us in a mysterious way. Reach out your hands. We have to make money so we can eat, that is true. Plant a garden and…
Declaration of Independence Erased
Poem Twelve Declaration of Independence erased Self-evident men create their Creator and Happiness. Men come destructive. Government should be changed for light and transient causes. Mankind’s evils are sufferable. Train abuses in a design to reduce right. Throw future security…
(Hour 12) 09.30-10.30am. PROMPT, facebook challenges issued by 3 friends
challenge accepted we live in an age where orangeclad stiltwalkers strut city blocks executing yellowshirted bears for no other reason than the colour of their clothes where single mimes smuggle salmon to work in their overcoats so they have someone to talk to while they…
“The Voyage Out”
The sun going down. Dusk saluted. As usual, by instantaneous sparkle of light.The hours between, were always difficult to kill. Night. The dance further tarnished by the dissipation. Certainly in the opinion of those who lay, in the middle. With coffee beside them, and…