Hah, I have not posted in an unholsome while. This is due to all sorts: exam time sucking, busyness and general kerfuffling about. Such a pity. I hate to leave many days unposted.
Memory Graft
There are times when I remember you
At the beach by the pier
In a broken down summer
That stretched on for years
I remember the laughter
I remember the waves
And I wish that I could just
Cut it away
Tsunami has washed me
Past the breakers
That broke me
Now I am alone at sea
With memories for company
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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