Tuesday, November 20, 2007

When you are feeling too afraid to do something, remember this:

Only people from the Mediterranean can be Italicised
But anyone can be bold.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

It struck me tonight

The essential irony

A shiny new trash can.

Friday, November 16, 2007

You could touch the sky
If you'd stop staring at the fairy dust
And start learning to fly.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Hold the candle flame
In a quavering palm
Straining to hold back the night
Like Samson
In a room full of pillars.
They say absence
A plum nestled in the grass
Staring at grandeur
A tree ruffled by the wind
Susurrus of cool acquaintance
Flaneur. A relationship
Going out with the tide.
Show me how it ends
That it's alright
Tell me how I've wandered
Into the night
I need to survive
Though the day is too bright
Thoughts for foothills.

Onwards and upwards
Behind the stage
I was holding the ladder
When the world fell away
Through the great tumble-drier
I'm parched as the days
Have you any water?

Thoughts for foothills
Eyes like knives
I bow to your will
In all things.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

I saw the giraffes
They was buzzing
Down the downtown
Number sixteen
They don't got no thumbs
But they sure is cool
Why don't you disagree
You never talk to me
At least to say something
That's been bugging you.

Sunday, November 04, 2007

The Uprising of the Radish

The black and white of love
Bedazzles
The many hued complexities
Of the human heart.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

If poetry is any writing
And music is any sound,
If pictures are any colour,
Unchecked expressions
Of human thought

Then where is art?