the many and the few
Stepped through into a time of grerat and strong Warrior kings, wizards, dragons, and rings But this is not the day The heart of men shall win again Today is dark and short Is sight, the enemy circles around Without a sound, circling around the ground In dark of night It’s terror that wins tonight [...]
Jazz Mosquitoes
The horn blows The bass beats The trumpet rings They dance around the stage With notes that fly so free Weaving through the brass and wood Breathing life into the air The sax sings The guitar fades The drum flows January 27, 2004 Botanic Gardens in Wellington, New Zealand
And the beat goes on
I turned 30 on the 23rd, here in New Zealand. It was a good weekend, but it would have been a better weekend if I didn’t expect it to be a great weekend. Expectations so often get in the way of life. My goals seem to continually drop off the face of the earth. I [...]
Standing Staring Blankly at a Hollow Sky
Died, today, or recently, can’t recall Suicide, awake, alive, still breathing So afraid of what is not clearly mine Demons whispering, shrieking, stalking me Stillness quietly escapes from my mind Flee, and run away, hide inside myself Life won’t miss what I never leave behind January 26, 2004 Wellington, New Zealand
Bowling for Dinosaurs
Well, my 30th birthday has come and gone. Sigh. Among other things, I went to the Wellington Botanic Gardens to hear a 5-piece orchestra, had a late-night mocha, wrote a poem, played some guitar, saw some real live dead dinosaurs (one was 75 feet long!), bowled (ten-pin, not cricket), had a lamb steak, and watched [...]
Turning 30
I’ve hit that mark, the one that strikes terr0r into the hearts of many. It is a benchmark, the time to evaluate our dreams, and realize how far off we all are. The idealistic threads I wove, and that were woven into me have created a portrait I can’t recognize, nor understand. Perhaps I’ve found [...]
