It was the summer that men first walked on the moon the Beatles would soon break up and Jack Kerouac… Read more A Life And Times
Here’s a garden no one has tended In quite a long while Weeds grown wild feral animals roaming free No… Read more Yesterday’s Garden
The old jazz clarinetist appeared Daily promptly without fail At his assigned street corner ‘Ya like Jazz?’ he unfailingly Asked… Read more The Jazz Man
I see my nights are filled with sorrow The rain and fog portend tomorrow There’s no joy I can steal… Read more The Sparrow
Dapper, dashing, A kindly, articulate, Nattily attired gentleman His eyes were a kind hearted Pale blue. Daily he walked past… Read more Sorry Eyes
Read the news, O boy I’m walking through a graveyard. Soft graves mean hard times.
November the month of The Souls in Purgatory. Purgatory cleanses the imperfect soul Of the deceased. November cleanses the Remaining… Read more November Purgatory
Keep our leader in . Humpty Dumpty must not Fall. Save us from the Cold.
The Jester murmured to King Colm and his Queen In a hushed voice. ‘There’s much Folly in Blowing out the… Read more Colm Against Fitheach
I looked in the mirror And saw one of those people Who have the Skulls Of Saints, Mouthing the words… Read more The Face In the Mirror