Relationships

Final ideas (for now) on topics to write about

Using the Internet to meet people. As I said, the craze is upon us. Everyone’s online, and sometimes folks spend more time chatting with Internet buddies than they do talking face to face with actual friends. I know I’ve been guilty of this one myself. Anyway, along with the advent of the World Wide Web,Continue reading “Final ideas (for now) on topics to write about”

I have been married twice and known many beautiful women. For most of the last decade I have been happy to live alone. Selfish? Yet recently I met someone. And things feel like they are changing. The way my thoughts have gone bring me back to a song from Jethro Tull. I must have boughtContinue reading “Relationships”

Gutter: SNipe: Pimp

Fifth step to Madness. Gutter: Snipe: Pimp: Three word Slogan, All you need, So you Justify, Your Personal Greed. Gutter: Snipe: Pimp: Mad Anna called me twice today. We ate tea, Smoked Wine, Drank Cakes, Walked on Lakes for Heaven’s sake. “There! Is a Bull in a Fence!” Indefensible. There was a time, In theContinue reading “Gutter: SNipe: Pimp”

Gutter: Snipe: Pimp

Fourth step to Madness That bird flew in to his nest; Casablanca! Da! Boozer! TV documentary deleted, Summer dreams all defeated, Conversations not completed; Empty minds in charge and seated. “I thought we could fly?” “I wish I could fly!” “But I won’t try.” “I hate that guy.” I can tell by his drunken knows!Continue reading “Gutter: Snipe: Pimp”

Gutter: Snipe: Pimp

Third step to Madness. Confusion contusion, Arms caught in the door, Fingers stuck in the floor, “I’m homeless and it’s war!” We didn’t get old with the band of gold, Not to the end, my first friend. Turtle dove, My first love Military Hardship, my correction, No direction, No reflection. You left too soon. IContinue reading “Gutter: Snipe: Pimp”

Gutter: snipe: Pimp

(For Anna) First step to Madness Again. Again, she came back from the dead. Dead Loves. Death leaves, In the gutter. I waltzed by the waters of the Caspian Sea, Drowned Diesel Surface, Waiting for me. Waiting. “How do you do?” we said. “Well then, let’s go to bed!” Miss Understanding. Quite Out Standing, OnContinue reading “Gutter: snipe: Pimp”

Bitter

Mines a pint cried the fat man. No need to cry, it’s on its way! Ready in five came the steadfast reply. Bitter today? Idiots causing life to change; Change! Look at your hairdo, your suit, your beard! Stupid old man! Move on to move on, Lucrative styling, ludicrous style. Grab the cliché and findContinue reading “Bitter”

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”