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Date Archives 2017
The Musical Journey Show reboot – 1982
After about an 18 month hiatus, The Musical Journey Show is back. I’ll be kicking off the reboot with a trip back to 1982 when all us MTV babies were discovering bands like Dexys Midnight…
On the fate of gods and men
Is it true all men must die? How many faces will you meet before you meet your maker or your fate? Faces of me Faces of you Faces of each other as one because we…
i’m not struggling; i’m juggling (or multitasking like a mofo)
The Pixies asked the question ‘Where is my mind?’ and I’d answer all over the place, not in a scatter brain kind of way but more in the lots of things are demanding my attention…
On Damaged
Isolated by my own strangeness I try to bridge the unbridgeable gap between us You with your good looks and blonde hair, ice-blue eyes that beguile bewitch behead those with courage to look longer than…
A Kiss Is
I’m sure if we closed the distance between us we’d kiss. And that kiss would be the beginning. And that kiss would be the end. A kiss is never just a kiss.
A visit to the Mountain Spirit
And here we go. The mountain bug has bitten me (why it waits until it’s nearly winter to bite, I’m not sure). Friday, on a whim, I decided I needed some mountain air. It’s October…
I managed to get back in the pocket
Wednesday, 4 Oct I’m going to start writing this post tonight, but I may not finish it. You see, right now, I have a belly full of hate and an unreal heart. The two together…
It’s with light heart I go
I woke up to the news that Tom Petty had died. Sad days indeed. I immediately played on of my favourite Tom Petty track: I remember when this video first came out I was ecstatic….
Double duties
It was a whirlwind of day down in Bedfordshire. I was at Jordan’s Mill, the home of Jordan’s Cereal. Unfortunately I didn’t see much of the mill. Instead I was in a room filled with…
Horizon chasers
I finished reading the Michael Robbins book, The Second Sex, which was his second poetry collection following his Alien vs Predator debut collection back in 2012. I was slightly disappointed with this volume. I felt…
I might be a cybernetic organism
Friday snuck up on me. My head is pounding. This is the second day in a row I’ve developed a headache in the late afternoon. Trying to think if I’ve changed anything that may be…
Stroke My Terror
You don’t want to go where this leads I dropped my airpod on your breasts You never give me your honey but the coffee you serve is the best I stroke my terror to find…
Why so glum chum?
And maybe it’s language itself that has disconnected us from our feelings. We are corralled into this constant striving to be happy as if happy is the only emotion worth feeling Why so glum chum?…
I want to feel more
It was a day of being everybody’s Yoda. A role of which I am ok with, but by the end of it, I’m mentally drained. Normally I’d pop on some tunes and veg out, but…
And that’s the trouble with poetry
I awoke this morning to the hammering sound of rain. Just what you want out of your Monday morning – dark, wet, gloom. I made a batch of strong, dark coffee to match the mood….
I hastily packed a small rucksack, grabbed some trail mix, and hit the road
I finished the The Lost Writings of Jim Morrison. It was an interesting journey. Morrison didn’t date his notebook/journal entries so the editors had to work extra hard at determine which writings belong to which…
Saturday night in the swamp
It’s been a relatively quiet day. You need days like these from time to time. My buddy Z stopped by for a couple of Coronas in the garden. We are of similar age. Consequently we’ve…
Christmas in September and Chasing Deer
Friday night. Pizza consumed. Beer consumed. No client facing work today. Instead I met Cherry, my new co-author, in town for coffee and cake and to go over the first draft of our chapbook. I’m…
Drink nectar with the gods
So then because thou art lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will spue thee out of my mouth. – Revelations 3:16 I’m tired. So if I nod off please forgive me. It was one…