Tag: #Prose

Down on the farm.

Down on the farm. On days when the skies were filled with rain Black as ink clouds sat heavily over our little haven Jobs around the farm were curtailed Which gave us children more time inside With granny and granddad. Times like this were like gold dust to us We learned to play card games […]

The beyond will continue to be out there.

The beyond will continue to be out there. In this island of his afternoon He waits in anticipation For the rattle of the trolley The jangle of knife, fork and spoon. His room sparse though it may be Is his home forever and a day Yes he knows day from night. Weeks tumble into months […]

He’d be lost without repetition.

He’d be lost without repetition. Squirrelling away information Always guarantees success? Sitting in his talking chair He is never short of a word The sound of bird song Another source of inspiration Their varying sounds Akin to the variety of words He has in his vocabulary Not at all a boast, just fact!!! Sitting lakeside, […]

Some are restless dreams.

Some are restless dreams. Dreams fall into morning mist He awakes wondering what he missed His relationship with dreams two fold Those he wishes he could remember Those he can recall but can never be told Journeys travelled, people he encountered Words and photographs, that guitar he plucked That forgot how to play. What his […]

Leaving on his mind.

Leaving on his mind. One of these days down the road He was heading to a place where the water tastes like wine Plans, dreams, don’t you just have to have them? Sipping his scotch and water Leafing through travel brochures Pondering. To whom it may concern True love comes just once in a lifetime […]

At that certain age in life.

At that certain age in life. The family echoed as one voice You’re getting spruced up? An instant comeback Well what the heck. I’ll not allow this cocooning Become a pain in the neck This few moments freedom Is all that is required To get me up and running Get those pistons fired Shake up […]