@ 27.07.2007 – 06:53:10 pm
Sometimes I can't watch TV
like now
when a restless nagging
dissatisfaction
gnaws its way into my consciousness
and I stand up
and turn it off
I walk outside into the dark
in my sox
feel the cold night air
on my face
glance up at the stars
then turn
and return, to my office
where I turn on my computer
another screen
with LCD gleam
has won the toss!
But the Net's not working
So I pull out a pen
and write something
then...
it's here
this poem
and you're reading IT!
@ 26.07.2007 – 08:54:51 pm
to you for reading
to God for hearing
to life for being
up and down
like the message on the tour bus -
it's about the journey
not the destination
the bad with the good
the hard with the easy
the pain with the joy
the fear with the safety
the one
makes the other
all the more clear
well for those who have read
earlier blogs
the news is good
walking on water has paid off
I'm eating
more work than I can take on
The risk was worth it
and its FUN
@ 22.07.2007 – 10:10:42 pm
has-anyone-noticed-the-way-the-tool-bar-is-set-out??
FUKDD
obviously-the-gals-guys-at-blogs-UK-have-a-sense-of-humour!
anyway-my-space-bar-is-f_____!!!!
hence-the-hyphens
this-weekend-has-been-a-rollercoaster
from-sons-receiving-acollades-for-their-film-entries-to-festivals
to-sons-getting-floored-by-bikie-meatheads-at-the-pub
all-a-bit-exhausting-really
too-tired-to-be-poetic-even
and-thats-saying-something
ttfn
lulugal
@ 17.07.2007 – 06:25:19 pm
thank you
they said
on their home made card
words, pictures
lives
left behind
fork in the road
each step a journey apart
but not far
from the heart
@ 10.07.2007 – 10:09:26 pm
what's in a day -
a choice
a conversation
a journey
each an opportunity
a departure
from what was before
and a doorway to something new
while, all the time
the seeds of time drop through
counting out the days
till what's old
becomes truly new
@ 04.07.2007 – 08:35:33 am
finish up at work on Friday
no definite ongoing work in place
yet I feel hugely excited about the next step
like an unborn baby
the future
still doesn't have a face
yet the signs are there
the birds have spoken
the dreamz have come
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