Across the silver lake of dreams

Len suggested that Russwas probably walking the dog.Sandra was using Big Brothertrying to locate him on the internet,but could only get a picture up of himof when he was young and looked like Tony Blair.Len again suggested that Russwas probably walking the dog.Terry was touching uphis three steps to heaventhat Russ could practice onto get…

and reeks the wrath of the godsoh, this sly elusive one.15 May 1979

made love on a crescent moonhalfway between Jupiter and Mars.We danced away our dreamsuntil the daybreak call,and then awoke to findourselves prisoners of our dreams,never wanting to escapeback to the harsh realityof our stagnant lives.26 November 2009

The sun was out and it was warm.Got home late last nightand went straight to bed.Woke up this morningthe sky had turned to greyand little white fleecewas bombarding us from the heavens.It was snowing quite heavily,lying on the ground,making a white carpet there.The more I watched from my windowthe larger the fleece got.I watched the…

as if in a warningof a coming storm.Their brooding presenceshould be marked as an alarmas they are the markof some black momentsready to enter our lives.To take no heedcould lend to great sorrowand loss of peace of mind.

at least that is what my wife calls it.Where the cows in the fieldsdo the rumba all daywhile chewing on their cud.The rooster does the hokey kokeyat the crack of dawn.The sheep do the cha cha chawhile grazing in the fieldsand the farmer just waltz’s aroundthe farm feeding the chickensdoing the old fashion two step.All…

Card with little jingles.Also make their stance.An angel stands on the top.Looks down with peace and good will.The tree is almost ready now.To stand by the window sill.14 Nov 1978

Make them know that you careand want them always at your side.Give them unconditional lovethe kind everyone needs.Put your arms around them daily;show them that you really care.Draw a circle around you,keep your friends well inside.No one knows what tomorrow might bring,sadness, tears and pain,but with your friends around youthe next day, you might smile…

I wonder why I am not out there,playing around and having fun.The bars at the windowsare what keeps me here.They imprison not only me,but also my heart and soul.I plead sometimesfor them to disappear,but my mind will not do it,as it put them there.I‘m imprisoned in my fortress,the place I call my home.Imprisoned by my…

Some times we are filled with optimismthat illuminates every room.Our moods change so quicklyjust like the weather,yet here we are filled with whateveralways hoping tomorrow will be better.12 February 2011

saying Happy Birthdayor Happy Anniversary to someone.However, the most unusual oneI have ever come acrosswas tied to a fenceopposite some traffic lights,so when you stoppedit stood out like a beacon lightand written on ityou might well ask.It read,congratulation on gettingthe all clear at the VD clinic,and the names of those concernedwas written below.Now when the…

I write to what I suppose are friends,but never get a reply.I telephone with similar results,which leaves me thinkingwhat the hell is wrong with me?I recently started a personal bookcalled my letters to the departedin which I write to late friendswhom would have answered meif they had not passed away.My life has become a sad…