When the ghosts of yesterday call.

your new glorious day,we may be surrounded by enemies.Let us stand tall and face them,with a smile of friendship on our face,and not with the contemptthat is so visible in their eyes,and as we walk towards them,protect us with your gown of faithwe wear for all to see.Let them see we mean no harm,and that…

to places full of tranquillity.You drift along towhere everyday brings happiness,sorrow is not allowed there.In these places of peaceful beauty,where birds sing, and flowers bloom everydayunder a never setting sun.Places where the word worryis always questioned there.You drift along in your dreams,til the morning comes to callwith the waking hourand the dream drifter must get…

All the junk I had savedfor that proverbial rainy day.You know how it is;I might need that someday,so you store it away.Over the years you accumulate stuffyou are never going to need,until you are over runwith junk you will never use.However, I can bet you any money,that if you throw any of it away.A week…

that came to his mind.He never watched time,for him therewas no time.He wrote stories of love,of mystery and suspense.He wrote of everythingthat popped into his head.He was not a lonely personas his characters kept him company.He wrote thingsfor every writing sphere,but there was one thinghe could not writewhich may come as a surpriseto everyone.He could…

known as Mr Alcohol.There are times whensleepless nights of worrypacing the floor at midnightwaiting for a loved onewho is late beyond compareor times when loveis entangled in a snareand two hearts that beat as onestart drifting apart.Then in the long darknessand the ache of longingkeeps you from your sleepand you get the prizeof looking in…

sit in silence making no soundjust waitingfor my voice to be heard.I do all this because I fearof waking the beast within.If the beast should waken,the carnivorous environmentbegins againand the peace will be shatteredlike fragile glass,so best I sit in silenceunseen and unheard.10 November 2009