Tag Archives: Reflection

Colder After Midnight

Posted on January 13, 2019 by

Is there a plan Is there a point What if these days never count What if they just continue to mount As I sit here and wait I cannot stay warm I cannot be moved All I can do Is … Continue reading →

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Chew On This

Posted on January 11, 2019 by

Okay, let’s talk. Yesterday my good friend, Raman, guest posted on my blog. We’ve known each other in real life for almost five years. You should probably read her post – The Childchewer – if you haven’t already, because this … Continue reading →

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Dove

Posted on December 31, 2018 by

We are here again it’s the last day of a few more hours ’til we let the dove fly away, so it can be free clearing the future for you and me.

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What You Needed

Posted on October 24, 2018 by

The mirror is on top of you again Can never see yourself from afar Your heart beats fast like mine Just hold on until midnight, it’ll be fine Do you want to be found Or just need a reason to … Continue reading →

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Five Games In

Posted on October 13, 2018 by

The Toronto Maple Leafs are five games into their annual quest of getting my hopes up, only to crush my dreams in May – or dare I say, June? Man, if the Leafs are still playing in June, that’ll mean … Continue reading →

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O Captain! No Captain!

Posted on September 21, 2018 by

No, this post isn’t about me, but if you stick around long enough, it eventually will be. Yes, the title of this post was inspired by Dead Poets Society. No, I have not seen the movie. Yes, I’ve watched the scene … Continue reading →

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Somewhere Else, Tonight

Posted on September 18, 2018 by

It all comes down, eventually the tape, the nail, the paint everything can be put in a box here, use this bag we will hide the things you do not need in drawers, in closets, in the back of your … Continue reading →

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27

Posted on September 4, 2018 by

My birthday was on Sunday. I turned 72-years-old. More on that later. In the days leading up to my birthday, I realized I don’t like the number 27. It’s too close to 30. At least when I was 26, I … Continue reading →

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Less Than One

Posted on September 1, 2018 by

I don’t know if these words work do I dig a hole and make things worse sometimes some things are perfect and then I come here There’s a lonely place where we all reside the empty space we spend forever … Continue reading →

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To The New Desk Chair In My Life

Posted on August 20, 2018 by

To the desk chair it most definitely concerns: Please note, this is not a letter. This is more of a notice. A warning, if you will. Actually, that’s a bit too catastrophic. I see the word “warning” and I think … Continue reading →

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