You were always the strong one The one with all the answers You were always the rock We clung to through the storm Now I look into your eyes And all I see is shattered glass The windows of your soul Smashed beyond repair What is it that stops you reaching out To those who…
Every night I see him Standing by the road Always at the same spot As I drive on by Tall and stiff and still And watching me It’s 5am, I’m going home from work There are few cars on the road And no walkers But there he is again Same place, same stance Tall and…
I need to start this with a disclaimer. What is generally considered to be Vincent Price’s best movie (“Witchfinder General”) will not be appearing on this list, because I haven’t seen it. (It’s on my ‘to watch’ list, along with a million other movies.) You would be forgiven for thinking that Price only starred in…
It’s not that bad It’ll all work out Chin up, you can do it Blah blah blah People try to be encouraging But what use is it When you’re sick And you’re grieving And now you have to find A new place to live When the rents are too high And demand outstrips supply Chin…
Stripes of blue, purple, rose and gold Water laps on the grey shore And around my toes Shimmering liquid metal Dark rocks are crowned in a nimbus of fire Black sky lightens to blue, to gold and red In the east, across the sea Here comes the sun
Don’t be ambiguous, please don’t lie All I want is truth It’s so hard to understand you And, you see, I am so very tired I have no energy to sift your words To read between your carefully considered lines Is what you say true? What do you mean? Just tell me, plain, spell it…
It starts small A little, everyday problem And then the mind takes over Conversations and arguments are imagined Mental extrapolation works overtime Concern to worry to anxiety to choking fear Imagination leaps into escalating disaster The stuff of nightmares As terrors fuel themselves Spiralling, ever downward Like a tornado
He went out with the tide, they say She set with the sun Romantic nonsense As if death would wait Your life is the tide And nothing can keep it from ebbing Your soul is the sun And it will set when it’s time Your heart is the moon And will wane just as surely…
Back in 1959 the original version of “House on Haunted Hill” was a very B-grade, cheap movie, with only two aspects of it worth watching. One is Vincent Price, and the second is the relationship of the couple, where their hatred of each other has vitriol positively dripping off the screen. As such, the remake…
I heard the oceans cry Fever-sick and hurting I heard the forests grieve Mourning their dead I heard the high winds howl Unstable and wild I heard the deep earth groan Wounded and broken I heard the people Hide their eyes and turn away I heard the leaders Preach the gospel of greed I heard…
Eclectic Assemblage 