poem to a lady. Oldie Of course it is easy to go back in time if one can slip through sideways I often do this when it is a wet day, a form of lubrication eases one through Usually I go back too far and get into trouble in the good old days. So today I thought just for a kind of enjoyable thrill, I... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, December 1, 2024
Saturday, November 23, 2024
Nobody reads this much I guess I am out of touch with current affairs old fashioned flairs hair cuts like a ducks behind what were they called? never mind I did like mini skirts and sensible little flirts And this is a bit of fun Well it is for an old one As I said to my brother I hope there is no... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 21, 2024
# Rabbitting on As I scrabble to find contentment by the liaison of each word And wonder deeply what is sense? If these meanings fail to jump upon each other like rabbits breeding in sward all that may be left after all the tangle is a tiny tale. So I burn energy. Is this flame sufficiently... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 19, 2024
Oldie
Life is just about memories. Of course, it is easy to go back in time if one can slip through memories If I go back too far I will be in trouble in the good old days.So today I thought I would visit you for a kind of enjoyable thrill. I have the added advantage that I am in a much younger mode. The... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 18, 2024
Oldie Gipsy Tales. I was a gipsy lad and wandered merrily I did not know the master's yoke. My life was sweet and free. Of course, when I became a man I did odd jobs for a fee. It was then I bought a caravan. And I journeyed to the sea, I watched the sailors leave with smiles I thought of foreign... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 16, 2024
Oldie The site. Let it be light, if owls sleep it must be. I feel all right, but so sleepy. Perhaps I’ll walk with eyes half shut Over the hill up to the hut. The watchman sits brewing tea. He spits and makes a cup for me. It goes down well by coal and flame. A sausage brown, so pleased I came. His... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, November 12, 2024
Entwine Oldie Mists are good they leave a space clear enough to hold the occasion of madness that one feels after coming in from the cold facts. Stretched against the sudden warmth of anything desirable a skin would have to be extremely versatile not to crease, expand or at least perspire. Not so, I... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, October 29, 2024
Goldfish. Hello, I think my name is Joe. Round and round I go. Until I h
Goldfish. Hello, I think my name is Joe. Round and round I go. Until I have a blow. A hand drops food I rise slowly and swallow If I am in the mood! I think something has changed There is a different colour Something different has been arranged And then it is the same as before. I move and then... Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, October 27, 2024
Of course, one has to try for gold When one is simply called old. Fortunately, I discovered After I had uncovered. No that’s wrong Now quickly respond. A search beyond Imagination. Or one's view of creation? The source. Hopefully forgiving A Golden force Far from our imagination. Blessedly immortal... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, October 25, 2024
U.A Alas, my little dove has flown can you believe my resolution what shall I say? Can I atone or find an easier solution? Perhaps I am quite overbearing quite demanding in a way I stamp around. I’m always swearing, demanding someone make my day. I need a miserable accomplice whom most men would not... Sign in to see full entry.