The cashier took my money Without even glancing up So I said something funny As a means to interrupt Her name tag spelled out Mary And she didn’t think it cute When I rhymed it with scary Before asking Is she mute? The parking lot attendant Waved me past while on the phone A job … Continue reading Chat Room
On the news they warn: the city's now a combat zone Turned off the TV and went outside to be alone Some I know are marching, mostly peaceful, others not Strangers now are asking me if I'm a patriot Sitting in my garden, how I love the peace and quiet I'll fight for a cause … Continue reading Hue and Cry
Father Marc assumed his usual seat in the front pew of St Jude Church and unfastened his collar. Each evening after mass the old Jesuit liked to collect his thoughts for several minutes before extinguishing the candles and clearing the altar. His church had a cheery interior by day but sunset draped a grey cowl … Continue reading The Abomination
I don’t remember what I woreOr who sat next to meI don’t remember who cried moreOr who came just to see I don’t remember hymns they playedOr readings that were readI don’t remember which ones saidThat you weren’t really dead I just remember how you lookedWhen you slept next to meThe Sunday dinners that you … Continue reading Soup For One
The push is on to get to MarsBecause down here we’ve blown itI’m just not sure if Mars is oursFor who’s to say we own it?Maybe its own inhabitantsWill greet us when we cruise inIn tiny, shiny disco pantsAnd shout We're all called Susan!Then we’ll tell them about the EarthIts sky, its seas, the landHow … Continue reading You Can’t Be Sirius
Remember, Man, that you are dust And unto dust you shall return... God, if we're due to re-combust Am I okay to keep the urn?
If everything God made is good Going right back to the start Why is it that my favourite food Would make an angel fart?
To the Finder Should you happen upon these pages, Dear Reader, you will acquaint yourself with the final remembrances of a life – my life – which is no longer of any consequence to those who mattered most to me. For the record, I was christened Anne, branding me with the same scarlet stain borne … Continue reading Oliver (with a twist)
In the spirit of the season, I drove an elderly neighbour to mass this morning after she knocked on my door claiming to need a lift due to the icy weather. The Church of St Mary Magdalene (didn't get that memo) is a local Catholic landmark conspicuously situated between the Women's Health Centre and Darth … Continue reading I Noah Guy Who Can Help
