Pull this one.Alas! The misuse of modern technology.'Hi! Our records indicate that you qualifyFor a new boiler under a Government scheme'Beware of geeks bearing gifts.
Tedium or Te DeumThe days pass by so quickly now,Not much time to do anything.The dustbin men come and go,Brown bin this week, green one next,The window cleaner's here again,I'm sure he came only last week.Those kids should be back in school now.Hey up! That postman's late today.Is this how life is measured now?As Eliza Doolittle might have said:'What me? Not bloody likely!'Not if I've anything to do with it.
Sleepy Summer EveningLate swallows swoop and pipistrelles skitterTo and fro across the house, skimming the eaves.Against a soft darkening sky streaked with redGulls return to the bosom of mother sea.The smell of grass rises sweet on the damp air.While daisies quietly close their eyes in sleepThe blackbird sweetly sings a lullabyAnd I to bed until his reveille.
The school PromThe school prom, a spectacle of colour,Froth, finery, silks and tuxedos.Meanwhile, the wistful waif from the sweatshopPressed her ghostly nose against the glass,Looked in to see the undreamed happinessShe had enabled on six pence a day.
The GardenAs I walk down the garden blackbirds sing,A garden that is layer upon layerOf blackbirds, year after year after yearGiving me such permanence of pleasure.I see the robin who sings all seasons,Smell the roses and the honeysuckle.But most often I see you, in my mind,Playing hopscotch on the path. Sweet memory.
10/14/14As Autumn leaves lapse Likewise I, shall thus embrace Death - my doting friend
on realitywho would want to touchreality anyway.it's too slippery,deceitfully uncertain,you never know where it's been![something ArwynandCole said]
Florida FallColored leaves,Seen here and there.Beauty!
cope with itcannot sleepbones and brain creakmake verse
Miyoji (Midnight Rain)midnight rainI too was oncethe sea
Fishing for Comments 4On the dA dock,Old Mule's lines are all quite slack.Low tide is turning,The invisible nibblersKeeping him good company!
take a stepevery dayis a new dayto beevery dreamis a new dreamto dreamevery thoughtis a new thoughtto thinkevery wayis a new wayto learntake a stepit's anothernew day[a spark fromcoraajna ]
no rest for...sleep deprivedrestless old Mulelate night
bicycle foot printscycle schematicsfor psychosomatic controlcycle fanatics
Palaeothic Art The mind in the cave At Altamira Paints rock face red with ochred Bison, horse, lion, Megafauna come to life. Yet in one corner The tiny stencilled hand print Says 'Kilroy was here'.