The motto of the afternoon Is daylight through the wind Where others who need to absolve And build a love within Within itself – where solitude Is clearer than the day And yet – when night-time lends itself It’s more than what’s portrayed In mirror – one’s reflection sought Is hindsight in one’s soul That … Continue reading Young men
If we cannot revere the soul That flutters in the wind One may never see themselves In essence or within Yet within may come and go As lovers pass one by And delve into the utter depths Of castles in the sky And from the sky one looks below To a caper yet to play … Continue reading thrive
Found this story in the news the other day. Follow the link and you'll see that the preparation for catastrophe was in place but the need (so far) has not been realised, as is shown in the link below. https://www.msn.com/en-au/news/melbourne/coronavirus-ward-created-to-treat-covid-19-patients-at-geelong-hospital-sits-empty-as-managers-hail-its-success/ar-BB13OtGh Kind of reminded me of the episode of Yes Minister where Bernard advises the Minister … Continue reading An empty hospital? Who’d have thought it?
I was sleeping on a park-bench When I saw a man approach me He was weary – I felt tired He had grey hair – I a beard What say you; said the man – Now awakened – we were smiling Suddenly he seemed to be Clean-shaven (just like me) Dumbfounded, I said nothing Quizzical, … Continue reading My avenue of good
