Category Archives: stubble

overcast, make-up and ripples of thought

still wiped from last night’s flash
I am afraid to watch it.
because, I might, in the overcast light of today, tamper with the message.
bits and pieces

this morning on my walk
I saw a man apply make-up in the car park @ 7-11.
I looked and shook my head.
you have 3 days beard growth…whats the point?
everyone knows that make-up should be applied to a “smooth” surface.

gazing at a pool of water
held captive by the shimmering images
a leaf falls gently
like thoughts
like time
fan across the pool
ideas, taking lives of their own
getting larger
untill they reach the edge

ok, have a great day and make it a productive one!