the schmooze award
I’ve been awarded the schmooze award by the lovely shinade. She writes a very heartfelt and inspirational blog that touches the mind as well as the soul. Thanks Jackie!
Stories are code. You are the programmer.
I’ve been awarded the schmooze award by the lovely shinade. She writes a very heartfelt and inspirational blog that touches the mind as well as the soul. Thanks Jackie!
This is a post from beagle’s blog: Out of touch with Iraq Reality We just passed the 3,600 US military personel killed in Iraq mark. I can’t help but think of the children and other family members of those who have died in this war. Today president Bush said this...
The wind whispers between raindrops of yesterday’s past the memory of her last kiss fades to black She can see her happiness stagger out the front door into the arms of another perfumed night Her broken dreams have all gone to bed haunted by ghosts of lines left unsaid In...
holiday ending eyes feels the blues coming on return to normal — airport blues I have tan bodies no bikinis fading with the sand
cool blue liquid space making bubbles like the fish breathe underwater — three little sparrows on my balcony stealing bread to start the day
There’s something about scuba diving that is both relaxing and scary. I like the idea of floating in 3-dimensional space and breathing like a fish, but the thought of something bigger than me suddenly deciding I’m a part of its food chain, scares me. Still the joy of diving outweighs...
Nearly done packing for my trip to Lanzarote for a bit of chill time and diving. I thought about doing some hiking as well, but I don’t feel like lumbering around hiking gear and diving gear for such a short break. So diving it is! I’m looking forward to escaping...
Old man saddles up to the bar says I need a liquid transfusion of your best cold stuff It’s the image of her eyes filled up to despise all the stupid little things I’ve done I’m haunted by the sounds of her sobs in the dark when she thinks I’m...
Mthrfckrs better realize, now is the time to self-actualize. – Saul Williams, American Poet Every now and then, I find myself slipping back into the abyss, that place where other people insist on defining me, telling me who I am and who I SHOULD be, according to the standards they...
When I need a goodnight’s sleep I mix myself a cocktail Of chemicals There’s a couple of ways To make the mix Either solo or in pairs But by far The sweeter brew Is that made by two All you need is a little Up and down motion A pinch...
All the paths I could Travel are pointing me In 360 directions Which path I choose Is hard for me To imagine. If I move in one direction The circle collapses and My path becomes fixed I can’t help but wonder What would happen if I chose another path Where...
Flybe are consistent at one thing…being late. This airline has a serious problem. I have been flying to and from Edinburgh for the past 6 weeks. All 12 flights have been late. And I’m not talking a 10 or 20 minutes. They have been up to 3 hours late, like...
You are a raven Against a blank sky The earth hides her colours From you while you hide Your true Self from her Your soul sighs behind a Prison of your own making Pacing back and forth In your tired eyes A prisoner, wrongly imprisoned Crying out for freedom Your...
Here are a few photos of me performing some poetry at the peace festival you can click on the photos to enlarge them:
The Peace Festival in Leamington Spa was another great success. This year I wrote and performed a poem as part of the the Holy Wells Procession fringe event which took place on Sunday. The procession featured appearances by local artists, musicians, poets, storytellers, and dancers. The focal point of the...
The lady with the best pair of legs you can imagine, Just a Girl in short shorts, has tagged me with the pieces of eight meme. It’s been a while since I’ve done a meme, so I thought I’d give this one a go. Rules: Each person posts the rules...
Action is character wrote F. Scott Fitzgerald. Syd Field expanded the idea to “what a person does is what he is, not what he says.” Now that was written in the context of creating characters for screenplays, but as I digested the statement, I thought how would that apply to...
In a box Constrain the four corners Of who I am What they can’t understand Is I don’t fit In a box But that doesn’t stop Other people trying Every which way the can To stuff me In a box I’d rather ride the waves Of infinite possibilities Exploring more...