medium sea, all done at sea; There was a sail but it ripped There was a seal but it tripped right into the sea, next to me we shared a conversation about meeting like-minded individuals who weren’t all at sea which was ironic, being in the Irish sea up to our necks in the saltyContinue reading “Medium See”
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What Lies Beneath
Haiku #488
Wow! caterpillar you’re in the biggest bowl of apples. Wow! wow! wow! fairytale myth bugger peanut chips barbecue sauce chicken deli cardboard flip book (finger puppet) £££££ 🙂
Cats
Cats Smiling Mise Gnarling Ants getting on with their day. Each blinded by the capability of the other Each jealous in their own particular way Each wondering why me here today. The farmer cleans up the yard not knowing of the turmoil amongst the cows, straw and hay. And I wonder to whom do theContinue reading “Cats”
The Perils Of Onion Peeling
Once Upon A Time There Was A Little Girl. And one fine day she took it upon herself to go to the shop to buy groceries, She took the list prepared by her mother and with the money in her purse went out wearing a hat The sun was shining and her journey was aContinue reading “The Perils Of Onion Peeling”
Shut-up Your Teenage Brain Tonight
I Like it low and Loud because that’s how I roll! Well, get up and smell the roses, today is a brand new day. Shut up and put on some poses lest you end up like I dunno. Something that will die in a ghetto. It’s time for the morning to have its time ignoredContinue reading “Shut-up Your Teenage Brain Tonight”
If I Call Out – ‘Ghost Bull’ Run Run Run Away!
If I call out, they have won. If I stay silent, they have won. If I grind my teeth, they have won, If I gape like a fish, they have won. If I go…ape then go ghost bull, horn to horn… Throw down fresh sand and be prepared for ghost blood inContinue reading “If I Call Out – ‘Ghost Bull’ Run Run Run Away!”
Sweet Dreams, Ephraim
The road was long, at least, that’s how Ephraim remembered it. On his way home and reaching the bottom of his road where the bucket and slop cloth awaited him the following morning. He let out a sigh. ‘That’s one for Mom none for me. Again. At least, the bricks are red andContinue reading “Sweet Dreams, Ephraim”
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 