Lost in the brain fog

Thoughts like that noise Almost but not quite out of hearing range Got to remember … something? Try to grasp it even as it recedes Like trying to hold smoke Grabbing handfuls of nothing Left with the echoing silence Of confusion   Doctors shrug their shoulders Tell you to write everything down As if life…

Review “The Demolished Man” by Alfred Bester

“The Demolished Man” was written in 1953, and has the distinction of being the first winner of the Hugo Award. Bester has written a very interesting idea, and while it has not always aged well, there is still much of interest. The story is an inverted detective story, in that we know the identity of…

Wild Thing

Don’t know what happened before you came to me Something bad, to make you so afraid I know it didn’t break you, It made you fight.   You saw me as a bigger cat Someone you could fight and rule Razor claws have left their mark Many scars mementoes of our fights   So I…

To market

On most Sunday mornings I visit a local farmers market, coming away with fresh fruit and vegetables, herbs, fresh bread, free range eggs, and honey. I tend to come home from these visits feeling rather good about myself, for several reasons. Firstly, it saves money, as the vendors’ prices are nearly always cheaper than the…

Recreate

In another world we wander Landscapes form and fade all around We shape this place to our unconscious whim Beauty to barrenness, Joy to fear and sorrow Bring it back, dreamers, Fight to restore the beauty in your heart Make your way out of nightmare country To an abundant harvest of hope Recreate your soul’s…

Review “Lost Highway”

This 1997 neo-noir film is directed by David Lynch, somewhat notorious for films whose meaning is not readily apparent. I can think of three possible interpretations for this bizarre narrative. Or it might be something else entirely. There will be spoilers. The story starts with a character who has a strained relationship with his wife.…

Tapestry

  When colours reinvent themselves Nature squeezing out shoot, bud, leaf Life turns full circle And the dance begins again Warm breeze carries scent of newness Birds and beasts love and live And bring new life To continue the journey Creation’s tapestry Woven by divine hands

Review “The Man in the High Castle” by Phillip K Dick.

I’m normally quite a fan of Phillip K Dick’s work. However I am a little ambivalent about “The Man in the High Castle”. It depicts an alternative version of the sixties in America where Germany and Japan won the Second World War. Various characters are shown going about their lives in this environment. A thread…

Shield of bones

Do you ever notice, as you trudge through your life With aching bones all that hold together a broken, bleeding heart That you’re surrounded On every side are other cold, old skeletons Dripping blood from shattered lives Did you ever realise that it’s really quite smart To recoil in horror from a world gone mad…

That’s what friends do

I’m your friend And I want what’s best for you I wouldn’t be a good friend If I didn’t tell you what You need to hear Those clothes, my dear They must be changed Let’s go shopping Let me tell you what you need Leave it all to me Your hair my dear It’s all…