Live music review. |
Luther Wright and the Wrongs@ The Dakota Tavern (Ossington & Dundas) I first heard of Luther's band on CBC radio a bunch of years ago. They put out a CD, a re-do of... Posted by on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 14:58:00 GMT |
Lost |
Like so many spilledjujubes.Scattered in an emptyparking lot.Ghostly, a child's cries echo still,a shadow of a tear falls &
nbsp;and there &nbs... Posted by on Sat, 31 Mar 2007 05:58:00 GMT |
dvd review: Conversations with other women. |
Here is a dvd review I whipped up I'm going to try to do one of these regularly.Conversations with other women.Helena Bonham Carter, Aaron EckhartThis film opens with the two characters(who's names ar... Posted by on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 16:39:00 GMT |
Fresh Love |
A deep hue, pink, fulllight petals in morning dew.Hint of flavor, fresh, sweetas fruit on tongue to savor.Need to caress, soft, smoothout on the dance floor, silk dress.Fall and rise in tumescenceshe ... Posted by on Fri, 16 Mar 2007 06:49:00 GMT |
Opening to something longer(not sure where it's going yet) |
"Thomas is a loser," the girls sang, "loser, loser, loooo-ser," as they danced a circle around Thomas. He stood in the fenced off area for the kindergarten kids, a little way from the small jungle gym... Posted by on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 10:00:00 GMT |
Picture Window |
I look out my window on the wide world.I sit, not on a comfy couch but a wooden chair.You see, my dining room is not far &nbs... Posted by on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 21:11:00 GMT |
Movie Star |
I see you, from time to time, withbaited breath, I wait.A release date.In places where time passes slow:in queue...No simple dream. I play lead role,in action, romance, sci-fi or drama.Off screen, lea... Posted by on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 13:33:00 GMT |
Murder |
A murder of crows;dance, peck, scream.Scatter, as a car drives by.Regather,murder of crows.Garbage: treasure awaits.Limp buns, last nights hot dog.Throw away,a starving child's lifejust to feed,a murd... Posted by on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:51:00 GMT |
Coffee. |
This morning, after feeding horses in the stable.Mommy starts the coffee.Daddy is sleeping, "shhh."Fumbling and flipping things to and fro, measuring and grinding."Whrrrrrrrrr, " goes the grinder.Momm... Posted by on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 16:18:00 GMT |
Spear Fishing |
Canoes in twos and threes,at break of dawn.Gather now to feast uponthe catfish whom I love. Shadows slowly move,the torch-light shows.Aiming for a spot, just abovethe catfish, whom I love.Thrust of s... Posted by on Sat, 06 Jan 2007 21:12:00 GMT |