
Originally posted on the Reinvented Poet:
I had a thought today that writing is like staring at 3D paintings. You see nothing and then once you have loosened up an image becomes…
Originally posted on the Reinvented Poet:
I had a thought today that writing is like staring at 3D paintings. You see nothing and then once you have loosened up an image becomes…
Once you know you have food, shelter and a fair chance of not being shot at by militants (either voted in or not) you have the luxury to climb further up Maslow’s […]
It is no mistake that widget rhymes with idjut. This morning I meandered through my usual ridiculous and unrelated thread of impulses that dictate how my Saturday morning begins. I wondered what […]
This is torture that it is
This doubtful state –
Bliss-less, listles
I just saw your face – in an airport lounge Or rather, your features expressed on a stranger At least in side profile anyway – For three […]
I just read an author with a voice so familiar I thought I might have written that prose myself. Then he used gaps of demarcation and I was envious of his […]
where you can go and have that authentic experience I walk by vietnamese street food sold in stores made of plywood props referencing hawkers markets in our commercial ‘precincts’ competing for my […]
waiting for a bus for half an hour warm water from a rubber hose an engaged signal sunburn lighting fireworks legally smoking on a plane a television dial radio buying ciggies with […]
Hard to title this one. It goes out to people who have had a brain injury. Mark Wearne, this is his quote.He had an aneurysm age 40. I was on the toilet […]
Burn The Rich http://thefitzroyflasher.blogspot.com/2015/04/burn-rich.html
Grief is the certainty that ahead of you is something else you never chose. It’s that wilted rose. That empty wall. The blank stare that meets your gaze. It is the end […]
The largest number has threes To the powers of threes And takes four goes To hit seven trillion The smallest number divided To the largest power Must take no time at all […]
The novelty of silence Where thoughts feast on the remnants of memory yet digested.
People come and go. Patterns emerge. Plans change. People get born. Others die. We watch. We play our games of coming, going, planning, changing. Life is a twittersphere. We post our best […]
My daughter got me into this Catfish TV series. Being a movie freak of course I had already seen the docudrama. People meet online. Strike up a bond. Transfer onto each unmet […]
I am a staunch feminist. But this is the other slice of this pie we need to heat up and eat
Because woman aren’t pretty and men aren’t superheroes Because men look hot showing leg Because we deface the image of men And listen to the voices of women Because we ridicule […]
Why do I love this concept so much ? I guess it plays to my soft spots. Being Melbourne, art, icons, dogs and coffee. Nothing else to say. @ACCA @SummerSaltAU …art of […]
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