Dresden

We like to think we are honourable , Obviously we never saw the movie ‘The Titanic’, there the men sang old glory songs as the ship went down into the dark , cold , murky depths. As a traveller of the earth, not this or that , it’s amazing to see in my little country […]

Wounded grace

Gods and monsters rage inside my head a turpentine drunk an orphaned moon drinks illumination. You were right when you told me that life is a paradox between saints and degenerates. These visions came out of the blue, no need for peyote or a pot of magic mushrooms, my mind split as if by lighting […]

The Crazy club

We who are not touched by craziness, madness , strangeness, down and out in St. Kilda & Prahran Who drink to forget , who drink with desire , who drink to feel, who drink to numb , who drink for visions, Always on the move , see beauty in the slow motion violence of the […]

Amongst white clouds

Joy and suffering the same , just different sides of the same coin.. The rooming house was hidden from Carlise Street by a large green fence and one great brooding tree reminding you of that Dickens novel , Bleak House, I lived out back in a small flat separated from the main house. The kitchen […]

The angels of Grey Street

Its early morn, the sun crawling out of its bed, I’m off to work with the hookers and junkies nuns hustle by, there goes a Mercedes , there goes a bum, I headed to India but landed at the Gatwick with two sisters fawning over me, there you go son, don’t worry , you’ll be […]

Whistle the Wind

I heard the words a broken tome of empty hallelujahs Orange man stands beside the flag and says , don’t worry, it’s gonna be fine, magic gonna fix it . He spoke the words from his Dead Sea scrolls joked and laughed about those stocks going higher there’s money in death put your money on […]

The Bookshop is my Magellan

I have always loved bookshops. I love browsing in them having no intention of buying. I am Magellan and the shop is my ship that circumnavigates the world of my feral imagination. In the early days of my travelling , it was cerebral, it was language inspiring the mind and heart. It was a sort […]

My First Blog Post

Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. This is the first post on my new blog. I’m just getting this new blog going, so stay tuned for more. Subscribe below to get notified when I post new updates.

Billy Pilgrim

As a survivor of this mad world descending into even more madness I have been invited by WordPress to introduce myself to you. I am a scribbler of words. A desperate mystic always on the quest for something different. A lover of poetry, in particular poets that fire my soul. A left of centre leftist. […]