Burt Reynolds |
I'm on a coach travelling with my friend Anthony. I have the window seat, Anthony the aisle. Sitting on the opposite side is the actor Burt Reynolds, wearing a straw cowboy hat.It's a sunny summers da...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 18:11:00 GMT |
cinema |
I'm standing outside a newsagents in bright sunshine, waiting. Two dogs have been left outside the shop by their owners. Unleashed they wander aimlessly back and forth, bored, sniffing about, also wai...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 13:15:00 GMT |
Leaving the World |
'"Good is good and bad will suffer and your cheatin' heart wil make you weep" he recites. "Most people don't understand that Hank Williams was preaching to them just as fervently as a Baptist preacher...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 10:50:00 GMT |
turn you down and let you walk away |
i will take that old libationcauterize a situation before it gets out of handthe streets are paved with broken glassi stay inside and let you passkeeping my heart under sedationno-one wants your hones...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Sep 2008 09:33:00 GMT |
the return of noodles |
well we are all celebrating the return of noodles. he's been on an adventure for nearly three weeks. this is how it all happened.on 13 august noodles must have slipped past me as i came home from the ...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Sep 2008 08:41:00 GMT |
for lorraine 1960 - 2007 |
it's just nice to remember you tonight and realise how much i miss you and how influential you've been in my life, as the best friend i could ever imagine.i spent so much of my formative years hanging...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 14:36:00 GMT |
when a rose is a rose |
when a rose is a rose where we're concernedit means turning your back on on all you've learnedi could run from the dangerand look to the pastbut how did you slip into my consciousnessi could fall thro...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 01:46:00 GMT |
candle |
should i speak of summer longing in the grasson the sand-duned coast or sudden darkness of the underpassi'll lead you to look into this shattered heartwhere love collapses and tears itself apartshould...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 03:17:00 GMT |
the muse |
' if a man comes to the door of poetry untouched by the madness of the muses, believingthat technique alone will make him a good poet, he and his sane compositions never reach perfection, but are utte...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 03:12:00 GMT |
solid contribution |
i am embarking on a fledgling new careerin the company of angels who grace us with their bonhomiei can be your troubadour you can be the endless nightwe'll dig around this holy ground and put all the ...
Posted by on Tue, 27 May 2008 03:02:00 GMT |
