Any geese who land are seized and eaten. People are hungry, thirsty. We live by a great water under whatever makes for shelter, boiling the liquid, thorough. Once, things were golden, machines sent messages back and forth, the heart was studied, moon and star as well. Binary billions built few and built some. Of that,Continue reading “Geese and the Twelve 0’clock News”
Tag Archives: God
I Cannot Be Sure He is Dead
My neighbour is waiting, impatient. I rock slow. He is bent double by modern chemistry, stands in the centre of a thousand intersections, gathers outside the liquor store, one bony hand stretched toward fuel, more fuel, just a little more fuel. Tawdry is the word. I rock slow. What is there to be done aboutContinue reading “I Cannot Be Sure He is Dead”
July 11
Thank God for friends. Yeah, God, I guess. What is God though? Seems to me that none of the ‘religions’ really know. It is often true that wearing a green shirt or a funny hat on Thursday makes you a part of somebody’s idea of God. I am made very sad by the way everyoneContinue reading “July 11”
Have You Eaten?
Mine is not breakfast, it is lunch and I am at the Marina. I have a sweet roll, a cup of cheap coffee and a moment to share with the geese. Winged beasts of a good size strut past, their young miming grace, feigning interest, following, doing what they must and not considering it. WasContinue reading “Have You Eaten?”
Whom Do You Believe
Rich and endless Bob Ross blue, with dotted dumpling-shapes is ceiling, anyway, a limit over ant-farm day. The teacher’s mouth reveals how water vapour scatters light in atmosphere, makes it glow a certain colour, offers up a boundary, conceals the dark and million stars – oftentimes, the moon from me. I have seen some picturesContinue reading “Whom Do You Believe”
Accidents
Big water slaps two shores and the birds don’t care, one shore being as another for those who travel without documents. I am paused to wonder, how some are perfect-built for flying and splashing about, web-footed and well-oiled. The feathered creatures do not notice me nor do I see myself, though our shared water isContinue reading “Accidents”
Pastoral
Pastoral Winter wheat charms the field, whispering.A steady farmer turns his back,tips away from sunlight’s doings awhile,much does need repair. With complaint, but willing, still,exhausted drones turn down their clocks,hope another hour of daylight can be foundthat isn’t stolen from tomorrow. In his nest, in a tree, out front,one drowsy squirrel bothers notto brush boldContinue reading “Pastoral”
By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise
I could not sleep longer than 3am. The best I could think to do was to grab hold of Facebook and scroll away. I did so. I am weak. This is not good. The man, Mr. Zuckerberg and his company, his cheating and lying and good ‘ol college boy antics / attitude have taken usContinue reading “By Design, Intelligent or Otherwise”
Caution
Proceed with caution, dear audience. The possibilities follow imagination. Take good care to remain positive, to find humour where there is none, to enjoy that the dentist’s face is often upside down…. There is more to come, I have awakened once again.
Flawless
Flawless The best of it was:two cats,each a semi-Nautilus,one the yin,the other yang on my lap,snoozingorsoaring on the soundmade by my own voice,lungs open,everything part of the one thing,music, bird, manormischievous breeze,teasing at hide and seek,onesummer afternoon,while work wiltedorthat young lad,when I was a young lad,who,lay near and next and kindaliked it,too. That was theContinue reading “Flawless”
Robert On The Air 