Tag Archives: Living

Happy New Year

Posted on December 30, 2019 by

“It always comes back to us – why are we here? Well, we just happened to be here, we couldn’t choose it. The chance of us being born – that sperm hitting that egg – is 400 trillion to 1. … Continue reading →

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The journey

Posted on December 16, 2019 by

What I saw; My wife wanted to head-up to the mountains to buy her Dad a Christmas gift, something that we saw in a shop this summer. There wasn’t any guarantee that it would still be there but given the … Continue reading →

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The death of a young bird

Posted on June 7, 2018 by

We had just finished eating dinner. The dishes were clean, the kitchen was straightened up and now my wife could settle down on the sofa and catch-up on all the celebrity news on E! Entertainment. I put the dogs up and … Continue reading →

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Don’t skip to the end

Posted on May 25, 2018 by

My wife and I communicate very differently. For example I will say I talked to daughter # 1 about X and my wife will say Did you ask her about Y and Z? No, I will reply I only called to ask … Continue reading →

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A poem: Synonyms

Posted on May 18, 2018 by

I search for synonyms, Little words, Of bold expression, To define my existence Manufactured phrases, Simple tales or fables, To justify my presence, Or being at this moment An antonym maybe, A mirror of opposites, To defend what I am … Continue reading →

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A poem: The Doctor’s Office

Posted on April 30, 2018 by

I sit grey and cold, years soaked beyond a black and white photograph of tight skin, dark hair on a straight and ridged frame waiting my turn in an ocean of Muzak. Days in mass, wasted in a wheeled chair … Continue reading →

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A poem: Coffee House

Posted on April 26, 2018 by

  Absorbed in a cup of black heat, watching, listening The scenes change, bodies move, voices echo Business, relationships, old friends and new Some wait, they are late, maybe early I sit, alone, blending into the moment Job interview, smile, … Continue reading →

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