The wind blows North to South, then South to North, then any direction it cares for and we know not from where
It was the only swing in the park… as you swang on it, iron rasping angrily against iron. This one felt the edge, the seat vibrating slightly as you…
The fall of the leaves of autumn carpet our path, making mud like blood underfoot. Or is it blood like mud
Barnaby sat glowering like a salt… in the parliament this afternoon. Success with schooners at lunch and an unscripted moment in which he said “Grayndler” five…
There was little blood, which came… After the initial acrimonious terr… by which the boats were stopped the men (with accompanying women and children) were dismembered,
Sometimes things drift like flotsam in the river. It’s there then it’s gone or maybe there
There are so many things forgotten… but only a mere handful remembered… and among those unforgotten ones, many wait, hovering on the cliff o… If I could just collect up all th…
I don’t believe in a god represent… by evil priests and false prophets… and spoken of by politicians for p… a puppet for the maniacs of greed. I don’t believe in a god who has
The last night train is a silver a… on the bridge, flickering in the l… of the city then disappearing into the suburbs, the countryside, rocking and rattling up the mounta…
You made me think the sad thoughts… the broken thoughts of broken bodi… rolled around in battered chairs down the middle of George Street with the crowds waving the flags I…
I think you’d been drifting away from us, even before you ended up in this sterile hospital bed. But you seem to have caught
When my imagination moves off it seems incredible, astounding, like a church that walks away, a holy place that plays hide-n-see… a blank canvas with a paint resist…
When I make an inappropriate comm… she would raise her eyebrows, and… at me, as a silent chastisement. Donald J Trump, Scott Morrison a… meet in an obscure coffee shop in…
I dream of Washington or a place… I dream of a place where the sun i… and the rain is sweet, where the w… of the trees is old and guarded, t… the floor of heaven.
If you would walk with me now, an… I would no longer be alone. If you would talk with me now, or… I would no longer be invisible. I am old and I am cold,