Double entry
As you stumble through life you encounter people you love and people you hate, and vice versa. All you can do is hope, when you balance your end of life ledger, that the former outnumber the latter.
poetry
Future path
The young kangaroo following his mother has no idea what his life will be when she finally leaves him behind
In the shadows
Searching for memories of childhood and youth. Events that were once full of colour and sound and movement and excitement and familiar people and places, are now, at best, faded shadows words forgotten, places unpictured names and faces beyond recall.
Make a list
When fascists gain power there first instinct is to destroy the environment – boost coal burning, get rid of national parks and conservation measures cut down the Amazon jungle. That will show the World who’s boss.
Who watches the watcher?
Haven’t seen a snake yet this Spring, but that doesn’t mean they haven’t seen me
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Not restful
If Sunday is the day of rest why do so many people spend it talking to an imaginary friend, worrying about an imaginary afterlife, and whipping themselves into a frenzy thinking of someone, somewhere, is having fun?
The old schoolyard
The crowd of people that surround you at school – friends, enemies, classmates, teachers – who once you knew so well, or thought you did anyway. What happened to them over the next sixty years?
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Dropping like flies
People keep dying in their seventies, like runners in a marathon falling by the wayside, in sight of the finish line.
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All change
After cancer, and the chemo, you keep searching your body for changes, any change at all seems a bad omen.
Dry gulch
We ride through the dry canyons of the desert of old age on a horse with the name Despond, waiting, at every moment, for a deadly ambush.