Pickles and a tickle in the middle... |
Winter is the worst for me...as i'm sure all of you who know me at all will already have experienced...the weather... Its bleak. I lost my son at christmas time...larry died shortly after...and hence ...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Nov 2008 10:12:00 GMT |
another story... |
As Andy waited over the Sunday morning bacon, she found herself far away again. Back in the tops of her trees was only sky and in that sky was a place she couldn't be touched.It didn't really mean any...
Posted by on Tue, 06 May 2008 12:30:00 GMT |
sitting outside today |
Echos stirring here and thereMy voice sounds something like my ownA peace once held around the squareNow shatters on my groundNot a culprit to be foundAnd my mind raced on at the speed of lightBut my ...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Apr 2008 14:14:00 GMT |
bit of a story.... |
so I have been making all these pictures...some painted...some drawn...but didn’t know what to do with them...finally I decided last night to write stories for some of them...so its a little lon...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 09:06:00 GMT |
Daily Dose |
look at themsitting right out in the openstaringnever blinkingunrelentingwill I?won’t I?questions, questions, questions!life split in two-"I’ll tell you nothingyou wait and see"-"Your word...
Posted by on Mon, 31 Mar 2008 08:42:00 GMT |
At expert level? |
After finding myself in a foolish debate of whether I pay attention to the actual music in my right ear or the game of music in my left, I had to wonder...Is this the end of something beautiful?Or the...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 07:34:00 GMT |
Jane is... |
A late in life intelectual saved daily by the slight memories of her vague street smart ways.Fighting temptation by the second to let loose and watch the remainder of her brain tissue to come sliding ...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Mar 2008 08:11:00 GMT |
its always this or that or some other analogy |
Staring at my reflection in the cream of my cupas it shakes up and downlike the thoughts in my head.And there’s no way of tellingwhich of me is aliveand which of me is dead.
Posted by on Thu, 13 Mar 2008 07:49:00 GMT |
Its amazing what a new pair of underwear can do... |
Finding myself in an ideal situation for the first time in my life, I had to wonder...aside from my clinical inertia ....what can it be that keeps me awake?The last months of my life had been so wonde...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 06:50:00 GMT |
filly circling the fence |
Once with blistery collarMy wounds let out to healA life found within meStill I keep it concealledSome footsteps fall heavyWhile others tread lightWait for the secondsEvery moment a fightI love what I...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 11:45:00 GMT |
