Annoying neighbors, very intrusive, Pry into my thinking process (Whispers and rumors) Because I stand alone. I am not moved by windy whims, Or current trends, Or little lies Or envy. And don’t care if Jack Bought a new… Read More ›
The Fisherman’s Jug
The oak table in the corner, sturdy and solid, Under the candelabra , In the farmhouse, A cracked jug on top. With other kitchen accruements Laid out neatly By the stove, The plates and tankards Strung on the wall,… Read More ›
Why Is Something Always Annoying Me?
And they come to tea
Fondling my fragile china cups
Tedious tapping of a tea spoon
On a saucer.
Little Red Riding Hood: My Sympathies
Only to have my faith and peace trashed
And crumpled up
And thrown back on to the path.
Peace Through Heavy
Another Friday night, I walked into the pub, To meet my Dad who was cradling A pint of Heavy, And using his other hand To prop up the bar, With his eyes fixed on the Glasgow sawdust. His swaying difficult… Read More ›
What it’s like
Trying to get out of a locked room
When the key is missing
Sometimes It’s Hard to Remember
A split second moment
That meant nothing to anyone
A fool With an iPhone, Is delusional If he imagines, A snap of the moon with a minuscule shutter, Will capture the enormity of this Striking ornament. It won’t, of course, But it lets God know I care. And if… Read More ›