Frosted hair, cobweb skin, egg-shell eyes, no light within. Paper lips and whiskered chin, stubborn heart that won’t give in. Foetal hands stiffly furled like her tresses, tightly curled. Blue-white nails that time has pearled, shrunken figure, shrunken world. Sight and sound come creeping soft, fragrances too rarely waft. Senses all are held aloft and memory is absent oft. Careful footsteps, darting tongue, weary robes on bent back hung. Shallow breath from dogged lung and yesterdays to walk among. Seven clocks to chime her fears making light of ninety years. Their ticking falls on deafened ears though time left dwindles like her tears. Cup and saucer, each half-full; luke-warm brew – acceptable. A mountain grown from winding wool her final testimonial. She prays for sleep to steal her in, to smooth the wrinkles from her skin. She yearns for new life to begin but fears her plea is one more…
Is the man crouched in the doorway just worthless to your eyes? His hand may reach toward you, no doubt you’ll analyse. Do you…
I remember new beginnings, I recall each searing end but the middles, oh the middles, those I’d truly recommend. The start of a love…
She turned the page searching for tomorrow; it wasn’t there in the parchment fold but, she was sure, a watermark of sorrow licked its…
Ahimsa, a great weapon to object; Buddhism left an indelible impact. Courtesy flourished in His life; Duty was a weapon to save from…
As perspiration drips down my face, all I can think about is the day when I’ll sit behind the wheel of my Big Healey…
The glistening, golden sand clings to your bare feet as you tread through it towards the border where the sparkling, blue-green water buffets the…
FADE IN: EXT. DESERT MILITARY BASE – BINOCULAR VIEW – NIGHT A small defensive fortification. Barracks. Bunkers. A perimeter berm. Rolled concertina wire. American…
I’d thought Central America would be hot and tropical, but Guatemala was not like that at all. It was cool and almost alpine, with…
Before I left Japan, in the spring of 1968, I went on a farewell excursion with my Tokyo girlfriend, a beautiful, delicate, porcelain creature…
