Tuesday, 19 March 2013
Friday, 18 January 2013
Big Tex opens up.
Lance Armstrong - seven time Tour de France champion. All credit to performance enhancing drugs.
My idol just crashed to the ground.
My idol just crashed to the ground.
Wednesday, 19 September 2012
Visions.
Morning sunshine on the dewy grass,
gentle breeze caressing the blue waters-
notes of unadulterated joy in this heart,
the fragrant soil still, under your lotus feet.
gentle breeze caressing the blue waters-
notes of unadulterated joy in this heart,
the fragrant soil still, under your lotus feet.
Tuesday, 18 September 2012
Words.
I open my mouth to speak,
those words that refuse to come out.
They play all day in my head,
they mock my helplessness.
Speech becomes an impediment,
a gift so far taken for granted.
An ear to listen is too much to ask for,
my stories remain in the dark hidden.
Sound translated into ink is solace,
for a reluctant soul in denial.
This prison in black and blue,
is my gateway to redemption.
those words that refuse to come out.
They play all day in my head,
they mock my helplessness.
Speech becomes an impediment,
a gift so far taken for granted.
An ear to listen is too much to ask for,
my stories remain in the dark hidden.
Sound translated into ink is solace,
for a reluctant soul in denial.
This prison in black and blue,
is my gateway to redemption.
Monday, 27 August 2012
On bragging.
A friend e mailed a very insightful article on bragging, recently. It provided a lot of food for thought.
http://online.wsj.com/article/
http://online.wsj.com/article/
Sunday, 22 April 2012
The dream.
Rooted to a dream-
a dream come true,
true in all its meaning-
the meaning of life and love.
A love dark and deep-
so deep it hurts,
it hurts and I learn-
learn who I have to become.
a dream come true,
true in all its meaning-
the meaning of life and love.
A love dark and deep-
so deep it hurts,
it hurts and I learn-
learn who I have to become.
Thursday, 1 March 2012
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