Archive for March, 2013

Sunday, March 31st, 2013


I wish I still lived next door to my neighbours and not

those strangers in their technology cloaks and with

words of mystery that seem to mean everything

I don’t understand and never shall. This afternoon

there was thunder and lightning but no rain and

I stayed indoors watching television on my own.

Saturday, March 30th, 2013


Hey! We’re gonna go shopping for beaver hats!

Or shoes. Perhaps shoes. Or bags. Perhaps bags.

Anyway, we’re going sopping. I mean shopping.

Friday, March 29th, 2013


Oh crikey –

the alarm bells!

A shape looms

out of the gloom.

It’s no joke.

Thursday, March 28th, 2013


For a while today the world was completely silent for even the birds had ceased their song. The workmen had abandoned their work and their machines stood silent and there were no cars or buses or trucks on the road and nobody sat outside on the grass chattering.

Wednesday, March 27th, 2013


All would have been perfect had it not been a momentary dream brought on by too much pie at lunch.

Tuesday, March 26th, 2013


Sunday, and one could

lay abed pondering life’s vagaries, making pathetic stabs

at solving the annoying little puzzles

always popping up in front of you when all you want is

to go out and buy that beaver hat you saw yesterday

as the bus went past the mall.

Monday, March 25th, 2013


Note: may not be here today.

If I do not appear, I am gone.

Do not miss me too much.

Sunday, March 24th, 2013


I got really screwed by my dreams

and there isn’t going to be a bus through here

for bloody ages.

Saturday, March 23rd, 2013


And in the afternoon

as the factory workers take a break

and sit in the shade of the trees

to sip cooling drinks

and munch on candy bars

I’ll add a few lines to the ode I’m working on

and chuck out some of the lines I added yesterday.

Friday, March 22nd, 2013


If you come and live with me out there in the meadow under the blue sky I’ll arrange for the weather to be always tolerable. It’s the best I can offer.