Aug 07 2008

Alone With The Shrink

If you're new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!“Look at this ink-blot and what do you see?” “Men in white jackets are coming for me.”  “Some see a rainbow and some see a ring,” “God only knows, I don’t see a damn thing.” “Look a bit closer and what can you [...]

Aug 05 2008

Those Old Dirt Roads

On rugged mountain roads we drove, And over shaky bridges, Through valleys deep and rivers wide, And over dangerous ridges. We forded rivers, climbed the slopes, Through tunnels we did crawl, We drove on through the rough terrain, And really had a ball. Adventurers are what we were, And danger was the game, And ever since those wilder days, I’ve never been the same. Though I am [...]

May 13 2008

Game of the heart

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Playing a game in the squash court, With rebounding emotions of the heart As the soft ball, till it bleeds and withers And the opponent decorating his lips with A deceptive smile and the gait of a winner, Walks away and you’™re left alone! The rules were fair, the play a barbarity Savage words and bitter strokes Yet I [...]