It’s a frustrating paradox. Late in life I discovered that I like to write. It’s a fascinating process, creating something out of nothing except one’s own imagination. By and large I’m pleased with the finished project-usually. But then once a novel or […]
The world glides past, beyond my closed windows and doors It’s pace unchecked Bye my age and infirm. The sound vibrant with worldly life mocks my lust For peace And lost youth. But the current is now too swift For one such […]
One time, a very long time ago, I was working as a security guard for the ferry company operating between Liverpool, England and Dublin, Ireland. The job was for six months, and began in late October. Late October is when the weather […]
I got stoned last night. Not politely stoned, not even Friday night stoned. I got stoned; ripped; layed out. I got stoned plenty of weed, plenty of alcohol. It was like I was young again, and just as stupid. Smoking weed in […]
I remember many times in my life, both young and old, when my elders would attempt to impart wisdom upon me. It usually came in different forms. Occasionally, it came while they cradled an injured limb of mine. “Trying to hurry causes […]
Aged in the mileage of life They place me in the comfortable chair in the corner. Present but only as wallpaper on this Christmas day. Out of the way, an observer of the vigor of their youth, Safely beyond the chaos […]
