Good grief girl

Good grief girl What are you doing What are you saying What did you expect Your wiles are unkempt and all showing This is not what’s required of your sex You are lacking in decorum You are devoid of grace There is a distinct air of derision Writ, quite blatant all over your face There …

H. O’Neill

Can’t sit Mind walks. Can’t walk Mind flies. Can’t fly Mind sits, Sinks and cries.   - H. O'Neill - Jack Hare (photograph)

Lost and Found

Carried with us into our futures Are our losses, They don’t fall behind. Kneading shaping and moulding us, Resting in the back of minds. Colour our perspective, Feed into our fears, Ever present, not selective, They demand of us our tears, And we will give them, if we are wise enough, And we need not …

Fandango

All month, week, day my anticipation grew By you, I knew I’d be enveloped again Soon as I entered the gates I could smell you Not everyone’s favorite perfume, maybe Yet for me Nostalgia and adventure brewed Up the stairs I could hear mumbling Was it you? Or just the chatter of patrons, patriots Lining …