Young people do things differently


Young people do things differently How quickly us fifty something forget, How we could go at anything for hours like making love, or marching for a cause. We just kept going, feeling fantastically fit to rule the world. all the time knowing exactly when to take a cleansing breath, because time was endless it meant everything to let the breeze caress your face, every moment was … Continue reading Young people do things differently

My Brain


“A poet needs to keep his wilderness alive inside him.” – Stanley Kunitz This poem was among the notebooks I found in my attic. I do not what made me write this one. My Brain My brain went bungee jumping out of control It bounced up and down as would be expected furious leaps and bounds I thought I’d  be ejected out of my soul my … Continue reading My Brain