Gathering Grapes to drink one night.

Oh what can ail thee Lana Scan? Alone and palely loitering? Come and sit beside the Lake, And listen to me sing.   “Heaven knows when I might see, A Monkey in The Banyan Tree, Coming down to look at me Offering a cup of tea.   “In times gone by I used to cryContinue reading “Gathering Grapes to drink one night.”

Sea

We sat together you and I, Late; last night. You, in your eternity, Breaking gently, suppurating sea sounds. Rocks and shells and bricks and mortar, Cascading through your daily slaughter. Granules of death to cool my toes. I sat, inebriated, Contemplated. You will last a long time, unlike my love; It ebbs and flows, thenContinue reading “Sea”

Heading into the weekend with some old ideas

I think this album came out in 1973 and I have loved it ever since.  I have been round the world since then, raised a family, been married twice, work as a teacher, a salesman, a retailer, a farm hand, and a Nuclear Physicist. But still I come back to some of my teenage music.Continue reading “Heading into the weekend with some old ideas”

Broken Heart too.

Palpitations thrusting love in the limelight; Made it hard, to sleep last night? One demands sex; the go-to man she calls me. One demands a kiss-a temptation easily avoided selfish woman. One is carrying too much guilt – her crazy bundle of joy. “I want to go to Dubai!” she cried. She cries a lotContinue reading “Broken Heart too.”

Love – by Rumi and Otway.

Lazy Sunday Afternoon; Waiting! Waiting for You! Another girl, Another City, Another delay. “I fought with my sister – sorry darling.” Patient man, paying penance perhaps prolonging painful parting. Yet she comes, walking in glowing delight; Waking my breaking heart to new – Old feelings of love and respect and affection and two cats inContinue reading “Love – by Rumi and Otway.”