Our current status (Narda and me) @ home page for Neuage - we have arrived in Adelaide after 10 weeks in the Netherlands and flights back via Amsterdam and Singapore where we spent 17 hours - we have been given amazing help with a home in Swan Reach along the Murray River for us to do our quarantine of two weeks in Adelaide until the 8th of April then we will move back into our own home. Our flight Amsterdam to Singapore was good. About 75% full, we stayed covered and washed. The airport in Amsterdam was quite empty. The same for Singapore where we stayed in our hotel within immigration for 12 hours then in a premiere lounge. We have posted photos on Facebook. facebook.com/neuage Thanks to family, friends, strangers... for so many good thoughts, offers of help and keeping us positive. As of our first 70 hours in quarantine we feel good. Cheers. Updated Friday 27 March/2020 10.30 AM Adelaide, South Australia.

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01. Santa brought me world peace
I found it New Year’s morning
in my Christmas Stocking
at the end of a bad dream
that 2020 never arrived
but I did

01 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

02. She left me in front of the frozen chicken wing display
in the Outback mini mart
out on Losers Boulevard
knowing I was a vegetarian
I rang the vegan help line
answered by an angry battery-rooster
It is difficult being a foreigner in Australia
Ask any disenfranchised farm animal

01 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

03. I was surprised
at how much my childhood heroes
have aged
I always thought
they would stay young
like me

01 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

04. If I no longer exist
why do I keep hearing her calling my name
in her monotone incandescing voice
covering me with her haunting shadow
beneath my shattered window
I can never escape from

01 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

05. Reincarnation is for losers
Those in the know upload their consciousness
to orbiting mind cells
falling as rain on the frozen tundra
thawing with climate change
flooding the landscape in future nothings

01 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

06. I love the scents of a new year
Ripened memories
Harvested past
Cleared futures
pregnant with creative desire
slowly birthed
throughout another new year
Exhaling last year
Inhaling another year
This cartoon life I live

02 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

07. A great man once said Boo
It takes enormous levels of divine speculation
Esoteric wonderment
Mind-altering philosophies
Akashic records research
Divination
Psychic readings via Facebook
to realize how correct I was

02 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

08. We leave in the morning
I sang to my cactus already dying of thirst
We are off in search
for the fountain of youth
Me and my thirsty cactus
So exciting to know
old age will soon be of the past
Once we find
the fountain of youth

02 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

09. As soon as mice begin experimenting
on humans
they will quickly discover
how wrong we were

02 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

10. I picked flowers
in McDonalds Drive thru garden
for my friend in an alternative universe
But the authorities don’t believe me
Telling me the flowers were plastic
Part of McDonalds global warming contribution
for the greening of Greenland
chasing me out of town
in a typical case of mistaken identity

02 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

11. Long before
becoming
Saint Terrell
I wasn’t

03 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

12. I tossed my hat toward the moon
Blocking out the sun
Chances of redemption lost in the rain
Subversive nursery rhymes
throttled my progress
as my hat landed
not far from a galah convention
in a neighbouring gum tree
Needless to say the galahs flew off
with my hat
making a nest
for the moon to sleep in
when norming rose
Leaving me aghast

03 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

13. It still is not tomorrow
I moved the clock forward several hours
Put out the rubbish for recycling days ahead
Bet on the old grey mare
to sweepstakes at the vegetarian shindig
Even put on my tagged underwear ‘tomorrow
No matter what I do
tomorrow refuses to arrive
If I die it never will
Forever being yesterday

03 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

14. Celebrities on the television
So weak
I put on a station
There is a celebrity doing celebrity shit
I change the channel
They disappear
How weak are celebrities
They have no staying power

03 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

15. My lover sent me a dozen roses via a drone
Crashed through my window
Landed on the stove
Started a fire
Burnt down my house
Lovers are so dangerous

03 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

16. The possums in my attic
created a time machine
I caged them
Dropped them off in the Outback
into a different era
before white settlers
brought their karma to these lands
Sure enough
evening next
they are back in my attic
celebrating

04 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

17. Every morning is a roll of the dice
Toss of a coin
A hustler’s staked deck
Winners and losers never chosen
Life is such a game of chance
Anything less
is for those not surviving
the winning or losing
of every morning

04 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

18. My child turned 39 today
When I was his age
he was five
When I was five
it was 1952
In 1952 my father was 47
I was born in 1947
When I taught the Qabbalah
numbers had meaning
When I was an astrologer
numbers had meaning
When I became 72
I stopped numbers
and became free
when my child
became 39

04 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

19. My goal as a journalist
is to last longer than the news cycle
There are two news cycles per day
I am 72
I have lasted 144 news cycles

04 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

20. I love predicting the future
For example
I predicted
I would never
Finish this poem

04 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

21. I put a like-button on my tombstone
The rats of time press it
Making me viral
through eternity
Cosmic influencer
of the ill-forgotten

05 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

22. I am fit to hold political office
Quiz any of the mermaids unicorns pixies gnomes
I play frisbee with
in Golden Gate Park every morning

05 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

23. My stunt double
made a fool of me
at the Oscars
by not remembering my name
Again

05 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

24. Left unsaid
Like rain falling
never hitting the ground
Meaning splinters
Fractured communication
If only so much was not left unsaid
we would be free
of the confusion produced
when left unsaid

05 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

25. I thought I was in a mid-life crisis
until reminded 72
is so far from mid-life
that I am fortunate
to celebrate a mid-day crisis

05 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

26. The flowers in my garden
are on a dis-information
fake news campaign
causing me to
water feed talk to them
when truth be known
they are all made from recycled plastic
Though for all last year
I was fooled
by their trickery

05 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

27. I have foreign dreams
in foreign languages
with foreign women saying Me2
Though I am not sure
as I suddenly wake on the floor
with foreign karma raining upon me
watching late-night news
on the foreign conspiracy channel
Giving me foreign nightmares

06 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

28. I know I should stop
Change direction
Cheer for another team
Transcend
Stop laughing
Understand limits
Contemplate change
Go on an intermittent fast binge
Plunge less
Digest more to ignite new brain cells
Change my disguise
No more screen time
Just stop stopping
Then what

06 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

29. What is the joy of having parents
They just get old and die
Like friends do
Family do
Pets do
Flowers do
We do
We all have so much in common
Dying unites us all

06 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

30. I do so much for your memory
If I could have done a fraction
of all I do
when you were here
Alive you might still be

06 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

31. Errors in judgement
outlive the error itself
Self-correction is possible
Self-forgetting not so much
Best to say
‘I am a comic
I did what I did as a comic’
It works for me
in front of mirrors
every morning

06 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

32. I am in awe of the incredibly creative people
in the world
All 7,755,830,189 of them
As well as the 109,123,456,789
who came before them
If not for them
I would not be the man I am today

07 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

33. As soon as endangered species are recreated
out of recycled rubbish
they will become art pieces
rather than extinct animals
for school children of the future
to admire the ingenious people
who left them with such an unreal world

07 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

34. The rapid advancement in technology
is obliterating metaphors
leaving us all
like WOW!

07 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

35. Religions were advanced for thousands of years
as an expression of control
creating law-abiding robotic citizenry
Then the wise
seeing through such social purpose
created alternative views
Unfortunately there are so many dumb people
believing god will save them
that we are all damned because of it

07 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

36. Excited by change
The physical world
Such a momentary annoyance
Mere passing dense vibrations
Not ‘good vibrations’
as the Beach Boys proclaimed
I love other worlds
Non-physical worlds
Dreams Love Fantasies
SuperSubconsciousness
where real change happens
So exciting to live outside the physical

08 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

37. In one-hundred years
everyone who is reading this now
will have been dead for so long
I am questioning
why I wrote this
to begin with
or what solace
it should bring

08 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

38. After receiving an award
(certificate plus small trophy)
For least interesting cowboy in the alley
I folded the certificate into an origami bird
Flew to the moon on it
and had big laughs
with the others there
regarding the shallowness of awards

08 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

39. After reading several books
on how to act like a human
I am ready for my first mascaraed party
where I will play beer-pong
discuss the value of WW III
on population restructuring
with the socially inapt skeletons in the closet
and that’s it

08 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

40. She rose up from the rubble of my memory
Shattered
but whole all the same
I said ‘remember me’
She escaped
rising higher
Taking her haunting smile with her
Merging with a renegade cloud
Leaving me
repairing regrets
in the depths of my memory

09 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

41. Adventuresome stories
Out of the ordinary
Survival in question
Hunger is its own reward
To me it is all just chatter
The flowers in my garden
so much turmoil
from climate change
I go to the garden centre
Replace the flowers with plastic plants
No more stories
No more complaints
No more life

09 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

42. She died while predicting the future
Now it will never occur

09 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

43. The primary principle in the arena of self-discovery
is the obstruction of abstraction
as a tool of fundamental change
In realizing the absence of want
is found the totality of self-discovery
Which is the consensus of the sober few
who have lost their way
on the way to self-discovery
Won’t you join me now

09 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

44. The moment is too hazy to ascertain
So we are left with yesterday’s results

09 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

45. Creative crisis constructs
litter daily struggles
making museums
attractive for escaping artists
displaying life
as creative crisis control

10 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

46. I asked a mannequin in the shop window
if she would play a lover
in a film I was making of my life
She gave me an unexcited unwanted blank stare
Leaving me without a supporting actress
Once again

10 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

47. The curvature of the cosmos
reminds me of a woman
I was entangled with in my youth
and our lack of gravity

10 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

48. Before the Big Bang
all that time ago
No one had any worries

10 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

49. I left a note next to my bed
to remind me to check my phone
for my message
that it is time to change
if I remember to read my note

10 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

50. Your expansive love
Generous giving
Gregarious personality
Wonderous views
Often on display
But
It is the little things you do
That make me realize
You are totally nuts

11 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

51. I need a new topic
Restlessness gnaws at my senses
Boredom is my soul rusting away
Only the dead embrace relaxation
I am too old to be young
Too young to be old
Mindfulness is rotting my brain
Decluttering is evil
I meditate when I sleep
I do intermittent fasting when I sleep
I run from dreams when I sleep
I need a new topic

11 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

52. I can’t wait until next lifetime
to prove reincarnation doesn’t exist

11 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

53. I can’t believe this year
has gone by so fast
And it is not even
two weeks old

12 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

54. In my youth
I did intermittent love fasting
Sixteen hours of love
Eight hours escaping
from what I just did
In old age I only remember
the sixteen hours

12 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

55. Shakespeare came up with some interesting quotable lines
But no one ‘liked’ him on Facebook
or reposted on Twitter
So his interesting quotable lines
fell out of use

12 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

56. In the 1960s I too walked on the moon
or so it seemed in my hallucinations
And I have yet to receive the recognition
I deserve for walking on the moon in the 1960s

12 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

57. My dog asked me what my favourite year is
Of course I said 1947
The year Pakistan and I began
Such friends today
We are
My dog no longer speaks with me
There is no correlation
We all need new shelter

12 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

58. It is so easy to recognize failure
For instance
This poem

13 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

59. A quiet breeze loosened memory
of when we drifted with a quiet breeze
Nothing else mattered
Nothing else existed
Nothing else would unsettle us
Such a short-lived memory that was

13 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

61. You were always my favourite best past mistake
Making all other ones
Laughable
Lightening my life
if only past mistakes
had not been so strange

13 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

62. Too much chatter
Communication filled with loudness
Words everywhere
Banging Crashing Disruptive
I no longer listen
Quietness fills me
Silence so peaceful
Social deafness
Political deafness
Religious deafness
I no longer listen
to my own thoughts
No more chatter
No more noise
Stillness

13 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

63. “This is it”
The rat messiah whispered
Swimming to my best cheese
Floating in a sea of poison
“we will live forever
Such glorious times”
All the other rats joined in
Filling themselves
with the best cheese ever

14 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

64. I have little patience for the current rate of change
I ride accelerated change hard
never looking back
Striking doubt aside
Avoiding conventional ‘widsom’
Exploding evolution
Time is limited
We need rapid change
or we will all be dust

14 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

65. Millennium vaping on the corner
wanting fresh air
organic produce
clean energy
perfect selfies
ha ha ha
keep vaping mate

14 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

66. Social media at such a critical stage
Half the posters are comedians
The other half don’t know it
Two bots at the corner shop
arguing over chemical composition in gelati
They argued for three days
until another bot hacked them both
by then the gelati melted
So will social-media bots
get the right to vote
Or just take it

14 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

67. I decided to add humour to my life
by loving you more

15 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

68. Questions for tomorrow
Answers for yesterday
Today just a pause without reward
I followed an unidentified marsupial into the bush
Shadows and stuff
The sprinkler came on
The innocent ran
Vegetarians are meat
Obviously I don’t have a handle on what I am saying
Becoming more the politician everyday

15 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

69. So many ways to go
Fantasy makes the journey easy
Destiny profound
The way to you
Never ends

15 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

70. Farm animals chase and kill vegetarians
while not trying to prove anything
But don’t eat them
as farm animals are vegetarians too
Just run faster and the world will be saved

15 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

71. I added chaos to my life
Tossed caution
Deleted reason
Embedded laughter
So my world would be crazy too
Loving you more everyday

16 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

72. In a hypothetical dream
I loved you more

16 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

73. The animals carried the articles of impeachment to Noah
As they entered their spaceship
the impeached god laughed
Dissolving the Milky Way

16 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

74. Last night at home for three-months
Will the world change while away
Australia is burning
Climate altering
America is being impeached
We are flying over the middle east
that will be fun
When we come back
Australians still watching
Game shows
Celebrity cooks
Footy
Mindless survivors
Millennial twits dating spectacles
Nothing will have changed
Except we will all be more frantic

16 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

75. Goodbye summer
Hello winter
Goodbye English
Hello Dutch
Goodbye locals
Hello tourists
No one will know who I am pretending to be

16 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

76. Those who believe a liar
will have bad skin
Crooked teeth
Two left feet
Runny noses
As well as pointed ears
They will be chewing gum
Wearing purple socks
Those who lie will be reflections
of they who believe a liar
as well as wearing a hat with matching mittens

16 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

77. My wife says I am overactive in my dreams
Climbing to the top of mountains
never before scaled
Only to fall
Crushing the village below
Then laughing
until I awaken the neighbourhood
Apologizing for instigating such a change

16 January 2020 Vista, South Australia

78. My wife makes confusion an art form
Available where all entertaining art is performed

17 January 2020 So Ho Hotel, Adelaide, South Australia

79. The only way to understand the enormity of now
is to forego why or how
while celebrating
the improbability of now
when lack of understanding
takes us to where we are now

17 January 2020 So Ho Hotel, Adelaide, South Australia

80. The difference between baby bloomers
and millennials is that they are so easy
to make fun of
As we see what is funny about them
Whereas we are invisible to them
on the other side of their phones
as they crash into the traffic

17 January 2020 So Ho Hotel, Adelaide, South Australia

81. If I hear another millennial
say how unique they are
‘really misfits in the larger scheme’
On a messianic path of course
saving the world from narcistic baby boomers
I will turn into a blabbing bubbling ball of slime
As any normal disruptive would
and melt the bloody earth

17 January 2020 So Ho Hotel, Adelaide, South Australia

82. Humans are a nuisance
Ask any extinct animal, flower, organic matter
that would have been exalted
if not for humans

17 January 2020 So Ho Hotel, Adelaide, South Australia

83. It is the jokes I don’t tell on stage
that causes my dog
to run through the neighbourhood
humping everything in sight
in embarrassment
to erase the images of my joke from his mind

18 January 2020 So Ho Hotel, Adelaide, South Australia

84. The invisible faces of internet lurkers
hunt haunt savage
my thoughts
Splintering Shattering Stamping out reason
as I plead to make sense
of why I exist

18 January 2020 So Ho Hotel, Adelaide, South Australia

85. Light in the sky
Flight from Doha
So far away
Not my escape
Ours is tomorrow
Singapore
Everywhere so far away from Adelaide
Any further 
we may as well fly to the moon
Where I hear the woman are hot and oh so passionate for men from South Australia
But for now
Singapore with my wife will be just fine

18 January 2020 Atura Adelaide Airport, South Australia

86. So many changes in our town
I wish my son
who chose to leave life fifteen years ago
could have seen such changes in our town
He would have gotten quite the surprise
if he had chosen to stay fifteen more years

18 January 2020 Atura Adelaide Airport, South Australia

87. I had so much to do today
Such a list
I knew it was impossible
to get it all done
So I went back to bed
So I could get it all done
tomorrow

18 January 2020 Atura Adelaide Airport, South Australia

88. Naked revellers riding the setting sun Ferris wheel
as day melts into a sensual sun
Like melting chocolate on a harlot’s lips
Not that I noticed
I was too busy
occupied waiting my turn
on the setting sun Ferris wheel

18 January 2020 Atura Adelaide Airport, South Australia

89. Flying high above clouds
Missiles flying past cabin window
Iran and USA having a beef
I yell I am a vegetarian
Waking me to a serving of rice and beans
Should have paid for business class
Dreams are better there
The food edible
Smiling flirting hostesses
Happy Terrell

19 January 2020 Singapore Airlines Adelaide > Singapore (economy)

90. Ladies along the boulevard
Pirouetting beneath their parasols
whispering my name
(in Mandarin)
I smile in French
a slight tour en l'air
Another senility moment
in the life of the elderly

20 January 2020 Singapore

91. Singapore efficient
I step out of line
The city falls apart
Even the dead are shaken
How could anything as inefficient as me
be allowed in such a perfect place
to be out-of-step

20 January 2020 Singapore

92. Superstitious people
fighting with themselves
whether they are real
and their beliefs false
or if they are false
and their beliefs real

20 January 2020 Singapore

93. In the Ferris wheel of the mind
I slowly ascend to the top
Quickly descend to the bottom
In the Ferris wheel
of my mind

20 January 2020 Singapore

94. I acknowledge the common people
as I enter the castle of my mind
They stare in their common way
Thrilled that I gave them a nod
An honour they will always cherish
I think of the world’s hunger during my banquet
Drink champagne
wishing I had fresh water
to share
as I fill my sparkling waterfall
My servants prepare my chamber
for another evening of debauchery
in the castle of my mind
ignoring the fact
that we are where we are
only because of the accident of birth
unshared with the common people
who too are where they are
due to the fleeting passing of time

21 January 2020 Singapore

95. The operatic voice of my dog
echoed through Act 1
‘When I was young’
Now his nasal-toned hip-hop low-fi beats
grind through my mind
‘When I am old’
In the distance I hear him practice
Funeral marches for the lost
I need a new dog

22 January 2020 Flight, Singapore to Amsterdam

96. Caught a glimpse of myself
drifting along the shore
Immigrants refugees migrants
The flight of the bumblebee
All going in the opposite direction
Due north randomly
If there was value bestowed on the unlucky
Fortunate pouches full of fortune
I would be leading
not drowning
The invisible world
galloping
to catch up

22 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

97. Unfortunate are they who end the day
with a blank page
representing the day’s journey
though not as much so
as she who goes over the cliff
in search of better notes

22 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

98. Dutch mannequins
Most beautiful in world
Always smiling in their come hither accented glow
When I die
I hope to incarnate as the mannequin
positioned in the same shop window as her
until the end of time

23 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

99. Culturally unique
How we expel each sovereign breath
Like wind-swept-change
Mix and match
Since the day we were hatched
No chosen life to attain to
Random pairing
You and me
So culturally unique
our every breath

23 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

100. Love at operational status
So productive
now that we have dropped
quotes on love for all

23 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

101. I once believed being lost
in a new city was the ultimate lostness
Now I find being lost in you
the only place to exist
Like a new city
every day you are

23 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

102. On the short side of forever
When asteroids made life possible
on a frozen earth
I started the journey
to go beyond
the short side of forever
Where time and space merged
to produce a great cup of coffee
to begin another morning
Here on the short side of forever

24 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

103. We put bird feed in the rotunda
as the band played
The ship sank
Rains fell
washing away all hope
So much significance
So little meaning
I feel as if we are all on trial
for the troubles we caused
being so senile
in the computer era

24 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

104. If only we could all speak in riddles
like my dog
after a day of joyous romping
humping through imaginary times
we would have
a much less muddled world

24 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

105. Life is so spontaneous
Love even more so
Death the ultimate spontaneity
Fuck spontaneity

24 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

106. While at the quick-karma shop
at the bottom of the sea
I waited in vain
for unorthodox mermaids
to rescue me
They didn’t

24 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

107. Sensational news for the sensationally deprived
Panic for extraneous news panic lovers
Fact-checking challenged politicians
and their trolling visionless followers
Looming disasters
Frightful outcomes
Madness from the madness elite
Frothing Foaming Fuming
Fractured news graspers
Gasping Groping
Catastrophizing
Those in the drive thru fast-food kiosk
no longer coping
with the vegan alternatives

25 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

108. So many Netflix series
I no longer have time
to act out my own life

25 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

109. Most all my family and friends
Hopes wishes and dreams
Dead
Long gone
On a positive happy note
the coffee pot is full

25 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

110. I have had jetlag since the day I was born
Never quite catching up
Never in sync
Constantly in a world not of my choosing
Perhaps it is spacelag
Cosmic mathematics never adding up
To be where I should have been all along
Here in step with you
Down to earth
Once again

26 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

111. Slow dancing in the moonlight
If it was not for my shadow
being out of step with me
No one would notice
we were not together
Me and Me
slow dancing
in the moonlight

26 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

112. If it wasn’t for the darkness
You would see I was I was never really lost
If it wasn’t for soundwaves
your whispers would stop
if I could fly
Your flight
would not have gotten away

26 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

113. If I had only one more line
left to write
this wouldn’t be it

26 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

114. It is quite clear to me
your strangeness
is what keeps the earth
from looking lopsided

27 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

115. When the famous die
they last ten-minutes longer
than us common people
before the world moves on to
the next news cycle
Then we are all dead together

27 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

116. It’s not rocket science
that you keep me
spaced out

27 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

117. Fog embedded narratives
rolling across a cold morning
Dutch landscape
Serenade me into another day
of false intent
If only I could believe
the fog would envelope me
so I too
like history itself
would disappear
her narratives
would save me

27 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

118. While trying to catch up with your love
The Piscean Age came and went
Now with the Aquarian Age
everyone on their phone
What’s the point

28 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

119. Programming languages from the stone age
hacked into by cave elite
Magic entities then forgotten
in fear change would rock the foundations
of cave dwelling philosophers
Pretty much the same
as the US senate today

28 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

120. Rats escaping scrutiny
in the Year of The Rat
spreading disease over the planet
Revenge on all those
who would not become vegetarians

28 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

121. Unfinishable poem
Thinking by continuing
life would be easier
Zombies became Hollywood extras
then ate the film crew

28 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

122. With nothing to do
I did nothing
Thereby creating the happiness void
Where nothing is the ideal everything
All so easy to remember
Happy for no reason at all
With nothing to do

28 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

123. January is almost over
1st month of a new decade
2nd decade of a new century so they say
Time markers we so blindly follow
Toss out every date counting mechanism
Leave Love Desire Ecstasy
for time markers instead
Then we will be in time with the universe

29 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

124. Only when the voices in my head
contradict the voices in my dog’s head
making the earth noticeably wobbly   
do I seek clarity in meaning
emanating from deciduous trees
in the crowded forest
of my empty mind

29 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

125. Meaning attires herself in harlot maroon
before leaving the alley
in search of purpose
to make morning blush
running naked through town
in exploitation
of frequently altered reason

29 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

126. god lost earth in a poker game
before discarding it
to its inevitable conclusion
2020

29 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

127. In an awkward award-winning moment I was born
Extreme chaos in the wind
followed
I read the signals wrong
Foreign scripts fell
unattainable
Choices trampled
Directions challenged
Performances hampered
Roles diminished
Erased
Life rebooted
Thanks for being me
Whomever you are
Freeing me from myself

30 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

128. Mistaken rapture
Erosion of the soul
Ill-defined passion
Eager minds fallen prey to discordant voices
The chosen abandoned ship
Long ago
Leaving us to inherit evening’s decay

30 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

129. The flexibility of love
left enough blank pages
to begin a new script

30 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

130. We raced one another  
into senility
Now neither of us knows
who won

30 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

131. Innocence is pre-evolution
Without risk
before butterflies scream
Muted desire
waiting beckoned call for release
Explode
Topple existing norms
Shaking innocence asunder
Then evolution gives birth to change
Progress begins
Enhanced life
at the end of time

31 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

132. I saw my ghost in a mirror asking for change
I put on my hat
Disappeared down main street
My dead family and friends smiled
Recognizing me as the ghost with a hat
But not excepting
So a ghost I am yet to be

31 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

133. Artificial Intelligence has a formula for love
I don’t
Which one is successful
at getting the mindless mannequin
in the window
to smile back

31 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

134. I know I should be more interested
in why the sky
is no longer blue
The sea is too full
Australia keeps burning
My dog is walking backwards
Bees are producing artificial sweetness
But fortunately
online sales
keep me too occupied
to be aware
of the concerns of the world

31 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

135. Whenever I feel sad
I quickly return to a time
before I was born
remembering how simple life was
before I interpreted it so harshly

31 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

136. I was born in an interrupted moment
when disruption
was an eruption
of status quo corruption
as was the assumption
that I was born
at this time

31 January 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

137. All so much missed
Lost despite ourselves
Tragic moments movement
Heroes die so easily
If there were answers
whence cometh the problem
Now I surrender to the mist
disappearing in captivity
to the moment unwound
All so much missed

01 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

138. Clichés buried in the garden
Nothing left
to describe this end

01 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

139. I love the freedom of no one knowing
what I am thinking
behind this ancient mast
others imagine so much sanity

01 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

140. We are doing exactly
what we are meant to be doing
If what we are doing
was meant to be
which is only a suggestion
and not what someone
in their right mind
would be doing
to begin with

01 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

141. When the clown was elected
by the joyful mob
would it be known
they were the joke

01 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

142. Discussions falling into the canal
floating out to sea
So much simpler
when touch
was all that mattered

02 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

143. I waited for you at the outskirts of time
knowing once history had dissolved behind us
freedom would take us forever in flight

02 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

144. Life’s storms
washed away what was
leaving what will be
once free of life’s storms
you and me in flight
beyond life’s storms

02 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

145. I missed the Super Bowl
So full of nuts and low carb dreams
in the Year of the Rat
they were all eaten
by when I awoke
on the other side of the world
in a difficult time zone
with an empty bowl
in the Year of the Rat

02 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

146. Artificial Intelligence made a fool of me
Organic life so tenuous
Love breaks apart what could have been
if AI had reason

02 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

147. Yesterday’s faulty thinking
left today in ashes
blowing away
to pollute tomorrow
Fortunately that is just faulty thinking
not realizing the power of now
to heal yesterday’s faulty thinking

02 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

148. My illiterate Facebook page
continues to post descriptive errors
of thoughts I could have had
Never did
So out of sync with whom I could have been
if I had been someone else
liking such random other
Pretending to be me
If only it was
I would not have shared this

02 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

149. I tried to embrace time
but it dissolved without waiting
to provide time enough

02 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

150. Decaying structures of yesterday’s thinking
Recycled promises
Misused Hashtags
Pull down the curtain
Close the border
Make love with the intruders
Life is so easy
We should try it sometime

03 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

151. Love is a flight risk
Its given freedom
exciting upon return

03February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

152. Stone-age love
Crucified love
Romantic love
Renaissance love
Transcendental love
Internet love
Recreational love
Love in the alley
It’s all the same bloody thing
Packaged lust
Delivered desire
50,000 years of human progress
begins and ends with getting laid

03 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

153. I waited until I was well in to my 70s
to activate the real me
A grumpy old man
unable to care less
for social etiquette
than I do in my daily routine

03February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

154. No longer awaking as a sought-after celebrity
I ease into my day
as any animal sleeping in the paddock would
Shake off the fame
Pee on a trophy or two
Ignore social media
Go back to sleep
Dream of being a nobody
like I have always been

03 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

155. The USA is a disaster movie in the making
Best watch at a distance
For example from another planet
Or in another time epoch

03 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

156. The challenge is to pretend
what is happening around us
is someone else’s bad dream
We are part of a comedic performance
that will disappear
when awaken to a proper reality

03February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

157. I took a holiday
from being myself
Now I don’t want to return

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

158. I taught my cat to say my name
Meow Meow
I am so popular when I go to town
all the alley cats
call me by my name
Meow Meow
I said to the lady cop
who asked my name
for an occasional wrongdoing
Meow Meow
Now in gaol for having the wrong name
in this sorted alley
I call my world
Meow Meow

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

159. Unable to keep up with myself
I limped to the finish line
as time flew by

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

160. Being a minimalist
I try not to collect anything
that will not fit on the planet

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

161. Paleo-love
Dietary choice of champions

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

162. Broken promises
Artificial consciousness artefacts
for sale at souvenir shops
across disease infected landscapes
devour the innocent
like broken promises
to the indigenous tribes
of reincarnated losers

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

163. Life is a battle of chance
Where we all lose at the end
When a roll of the dice
is another morning
for the lucky
who have yet to lose
the battle of chance

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

164. Pity she who has but one personality
One worldview
One dream
One lover
One aspiration
One face
One life
So limited she is

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

165. Republicans are not racists
They simply are unevolved
Neanderthal supplings
Reptilian brain oriented
Closely related to
resembling wild animals
To be viewed
treated as ill primates to stay clear of
Perhaps most likely
for sure untrainable
Watch them speak
Their behaviour
Their tweets
Following blindly their Master Buffoon
So mentally ill
So easy followed by repulsive republicans

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

166. It is so easy to speak the truth
when those around are deaf to the truth
and will never respond
So much harder to speak the truth
when those around listen
and ignore what will destroy
Like chocolate with poison infused
truth kills as quick as satisfies

04 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

167. Mounting memory moments
on to my dashboard of life
Icons of folders
Like ancient hieroglyphics
Emotions
representing hidden messages
sharing depths
easy to replicate
here in the dashboard
of my life

05 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

168. If I had wished for more
all that I have would vanish
Leaving me with wished for more
Never having

05 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

169. Radical random reasoning
opens the way to transcend programmed responses
that no longer provides answers
Such as this

05 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

170. Celebrating change
The anything is better factor
Accelerated hope makes dim the past
Now is the future once dreamt of
Apprehended by the laws of change
If not for gravity
I would never return from the clouds
long enough
to appreciate that today
is the best of all my yesterday’s
made manifest

06 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

171. By not listening to the news anymore
I am making the world
a better place

06 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

172. What I love about the future
is that I have no idea how today will start
Evolve
Morph
End
Giving the future little to know
To be concerned
or appreciative of
Now is but the totality
of the universe unfolded
Anything more
melted moments lost

06 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

173. Restless robotic robin at my window
Waiting watching listening
Transmitting my thoughts to alien government agents
hiding amongst the neighbour’s salacious scarlet sarcastic trees
I cut them all down
Hundred-year old trees
Infested with Google bots
Reprogramming my consciousness
If only those around me understood my peril
I could have been freed from myself long ago
And planted new trees for real birds to propagate in

06 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

174. The reason reptiles have stayed alive for millions of years
is because they never evolved to the point of taking selfies
Posting them prior to the extinction of their species
like humans

06 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

175. I left my dog at cheerleading academy
The Irish have written ballets
of her heroic alternatives
Go ask them

06 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

176. I love the deep cold
It reminds me of an earlier life on Mars
When I viewed earthlings
as lesser entities
in our solar system
Fortunately I have changed my vision
to become one of them

06 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

177. I can’t wait until tomorrow
when I can erase the errors of today
in preparation of new errors
to erase the following day
creating such an exciting avenue
into the future

06 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

178. Once past the censors
I realized your love for me
made sense

07 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

179. The further I slip into madness
the more normal US politics appear

07 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

180. Changed appearance
Altered reality
Masked reasoning
How sudden to escape
To disentangle
Whisper secret exchanges
while disintegrating into this stage
called old age
when we become invisible
to the rush of the young
who too will wish to escape this fate
the flight of the elderly

07 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

181. It is the natural order of evolution
to preserve
to pass on our DNA
to share selfies
in such a frantic attempt to be remembered

liked for a passing moment
then poof!
Just another piece of data
We are all data sluts for sale
nothing more

07 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

182. Quarantined thoughts
to protect conservatives
from becoming infected
with the reality
we are all one
in need of one another

07 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

183. Time to turn off the lights
to delve into the catacombs of my mind
amongst shadowy thoughts
and often repressed dreams
to sing and dance with darkness
to liberate myself in this place I sleep
where morning shakes me asunder
throwing me back into the light
where I will drown

07 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

184. I had such a slow start to today
that tomorrow came and went
Left me in her dust
to sort out what memories
I would have had
if I had not had
such a slow start to today

08 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

185. My dog uses his stunt double to follow me
through my tumultuous dreams
When I return battered and confused
my dog happily greets me
so intact
we fly through the day

08 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

186. Realizing my obsessive themes
of writing about myself
I have decided in the best interest
of any remaining shreds of decency
involving me
to discontinue writing about myself
and to concentrate on only writing about my alter ego
and his heroic deeds
as a nobody

08 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

187. There is nothing romantic
regarding the sudden quickening of my heartbeat
when I am in your presence
It is my defibrillator implant restarting my heart
because of my birth defects
that make being old so adorable

08 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

188. I get bored with watching the grass grow
Now I watch myself age instead
It is so much quicker

08 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

189. Social pressures made me mask my mind
Foreign entity I have become
to myself even
Joking with sensual senseless winds
Whispering to marginalized millennial mannequins
Dancing with farm animals
to rap music
I am far too old to understand
Social pressures make me feel like a freak

09 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

190. Life is a sloppy slippery slope
that I have been abseiling down for a long time
in this gleeful aberration I am passing through
hoping for a soft landing
surrounded by fireworks balloons whimsical mermaids
this life finally concluded

09 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

191. My master teacher removed the veil
from my current eroded self
revealing the cartoon figure
I always knew
I was meant to be
Merging me with the world I laugh at
though trick into being with
as they adopt me
in their serious manner
never realizing that my alien self
is reporting their every moment
back to the mother ship
for future programming to remove
their current stupid thinking
as everyone gradually becomes normal
like me

09 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

192. The shorter the message
The longer the interpretation
For example
The Christian Bible takes thousands of pages to say
“life is shit” and it is women’s fault

09 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

193. I reinvent myself every day
Every morning such a surprise
I get up early
just to discover who I will be
as my new reinvented self
conquers the neighbourhood
freeing the serfs
from their laborious meaningless lives
enslaved to social media
so they too can dance naked
amongst the tulips here in Holland
with me

09 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

194. I live my life
as if it were a recently discovered
WWII bomb
yet to explode

09 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

195. Such a simplification of the mathematical equation
of our complicated existence
portrayed in our feelings of oneness
as life swallows our remaining meaningless memories

10 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

196. My story is different
than the one I have lived
Best seller in empty alleys
Award plagued melodrama
Untrained though caring actors
betrayed reality playing parts I kept secret
As circuses go my story was better
than the one I have lived
though a sequel is questionable

10 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

197. I brought home
My Mechanical Millennial Mannequin Minority Mistress
My dog took her for a walk
Pushed her into a Dutch canal
Now alone in my grief
I turn my back on such a cruel world we live in
where caring is such a long-lost art on social media

10 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

198. I listen to foreign news shows
in languages I do not understand
Making up my own stories
of what they are about
Filling their blundering synopsis
with love hope understanding
non-GMO organic high-altitude thoughts
And other shit
What a wonderful world we live in

10 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

199. The murderer at my window
asking me for forgiveness and a blessing
I close the curtain
Setting it on fire
She disappears along with all her sins
Another session of miracles performed
with robotic love and precession
in the cathedral of long-lost lingering hope
where we all live our blissful lives

10 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

200. Being the giving noble person that I am
when people question
who is the craziest
between my wife and I
Being the giving noble person that I am
I always give her all the credit

10 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

201. Oh no not you again
I screamed at the reflection in my coffee
Quickly putting on a mask
to normalize my morning
I run into the sacred government brothel
“I’m not him”
“I’m not him”
As discovery closes in
replacing the anguish
sinking into my first morning cup of coffee

11 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

202. Filtered freedom finds no relief
Eventually the illusion is realized  
Filters are crushed
Freedom takes a toll
yet flies free

11 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

203. I asked a messiah vaping on the boulevard
which direction for me
She wagged her tail
Humped a fire hydrant
Rolled over for a treat
Barked several times
Ran after a messenger on a bike
I said ‘me 2’
Now I am free
to lead others
into the right direction
too

11 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

204. So thrilled not to have been a knight
in King Arthur’s Court
If I were
I would not be writing this now
What a lucky choice
to have waited until a mere 73-years ago
to have been born
and not seven hundred years ago
like once-were happy chappy
dead boy
Yuck!

11 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

205. Due to the fact that no one knows
what the end game will look like
I am going to focus on a good cup of coffee
leave the drama to the media
to go nuts with

11 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

206. Got to be where I wanted to be
The noisy one of the silent majority
Left adrift in an empty pond
Fully dressed on the nudist beach
A cow-soothing vegan in a slaughterhouse
The one who doesn’t get the punch line
in the jokes I tell
The one who got away but is still here
There
I never wanted to fit in
I never wanted either
Now I have
The rest has no history
Forget me and you will never have existed
Understand this
then text me what it means

12 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

207. If there is a sequel to my existence
I hope it is on a different planet
This one is almost used up

12 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

208. Thousands of years of alarmist messiahs
Yet I still awake to a good cup of coffee
Then a refill
Before turning to the news
to hear alarmist messiahs
before turning them
off having more coffee
Loving life still in 2020
As the alarmist messiahs disintegrate

12 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

209. Such an ignited moment
You and I and a new day

13 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

210. Perfect love blown away by the wind
Leaving this barren landscape
for future generations to cry upon

13 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

211. The new world order
So out of order
Chaotic follies
Disrupted knowing
We are all the entertainment now
as the matrix crumbles
replaced by the new mangled elite refuges
at the castle gate
conquerors of once was
yet to be
Dissolvers and replacers of
the new world order

13 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

212. In the 1960s when we were street hippy butterflies
we believed in magic
More than fifty years later
I am starting to think I thought wrong
Street hippies never became magical butterflies
We just become old story tellers
to no one who will lister

13 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

213. I tore up my social contract with the world
Rebooting myself to basic revolution rebel
so as to live off the grid
with my computers phones drones watches and other devices
powered by windmills solar panels and energy producing exercising hamsters
leaving social media in awe
to like my rebelling off the grid status

13 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

214. 70 years ago I scribbled on the wall
My parents painted over my wisdom
70 years later I scribble on the wall
My grandchildren paint over my wisdom
The lesson is that without paint
in the hands of opinion enablers
my wisdom would stay
for others to resound to
as I am Shakespeare
locked in this psych ward

13 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

215. What I love about the future
is that it is not today
What I love about the past
is that it is not today
What I love about now
is that it is not all there is
Yesterday and tomorrow
somewhere forever

14 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

216. My dog just said I was mentally ill
Why they let farm animals into places of worship
is beyond me
We all need to start searching
for a new messiah

14 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

217. Autocorrect
has turned me into
a stoned looking Shakespeare

14 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

218. Without Wi-Fi a castle in not a home
If a knight was not on social media
and fell off her horse would anyone know
If King Arthur had tweeted all day
no battles would have been won
I dropped my GPS into the moat
now I will never fine nirvana
Castle values are nought

14 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

219. Such large obstacles along the path of life
A bit of luck
Slight distraction
Quick change of direction
Any situation can be altered
The freedom from right negotiation
to right the flight

14 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

220. Princess at the castle gate
grabbing the first horse out of town
before turning into a pumpkin
and being someone else’s dinner

14 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

221. Native narrators narrating nonsensical narratives
Washed upon shore spewing  
And like with any fairy tale are true
only if they become a commercial success

14 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

222. In a miscalculated moment
we are still together
proving love could be more
than a chemical equation

14 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

223. Wide awake
So much to see
Across horizons
secrets arise
destiny revealed
myths deleted
So much to see
Wide awake at the end
to see what could have been
if only life had been lived
with eyes opened wide

15 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

224. More than 7.5 billion people will cry at one time
Flooding the earth with salty tears
as we all disappear into the crying mist
If only it was not too late
If we had umbrellas
Perhaps boots
Hats
Cooperation
Beliefs
Anything to save us from the crying mist

15 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

225. If recycled love
can save a resource limited world
I will gladly recycle the loves of my youth
to save the planet one more time

15 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

226. She dances in the quiet of my mind
Whispering
Until death do us part
And we are

16 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

227. You are a moment
that frames everyone before
Everyone after

16 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

228. I loved you in a haze
Now that I can see clearly
you no longer appear
Bring back the haze we once were
So I can see clearly
who we once were
No longer are

16 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

229. If I have said it before
bark twice
head for the door
Such is conditional misunderstanding
in the solutions of the world
when a dog is involved
and we are positioned to draw conclusions
from what possibly makes no sense
to begin with

16 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

230. I live in the past tense
where even the future
has already been done
Like with a democracy reboot
no one cares

16 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

231. In between spaces
of foreign desires
imagined intrigue
melts in anticipation

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

232. Spare parts lay across the tarmac of my mind
preventing landing
of anything of significance
Flightless memories
never going away

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

233. Crash landing in the midst of this memory field
once we shared
The only hindrance was forgetting where the pieces landed
in order to put them back together again

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

234. Not understanding Dutch
I thought she had said
“Me-2”
Waking in this hospital bed
Google revealed to me
she had said
“you are a nut case”
before knocking me out
with my Dutch desire unleashed
in this foreign aberration
I call my life

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

235. I sleep 1/3 of my life
Dream 2/3 the rest of the time
which is why my body is 72.5
and my mind is 24
being the 1/3 of the 2/3
that sometimes functions

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

236. Animals don’t need to meditate
to free themselves from themselves
to find enlightenment
to become undamaged
to unite with creation
to destroy their homes
why are humans so fucked up

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

237. In a displaced moment I fitted in
In shattered illusions
I touched reality
In the crosswind of change
I became synchronized
My my eating low-carb meals is terrible

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

238. If we could harness all the electricity
used by a billion brains
using social media in a day
we could power the earth
for a year
with electrical nonsense
and still like it

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

239. In an organic-fused moment
time stopped
killing off all life
which is why we should ignore time

17 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

240. You were there when I awoke
Shadowy spectator at first light
as morning stole you away
again
like evening did
so long ago
again last night
Vaporizing mirages
Only feelings remain
to block out the morning mist

18 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

241. We were to meet west of eternity
No navigational systems
No narratives
No knowing
But we will
recognizable beyond eternity

18 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

242. They have changed the algorithm
for heaven entry
passwords too
So many fake bots
hopeful hackers
believers misbelievers
rowdy millennial mannequins
Closed gates
We all become viral bacteria
feasting on our own larva karma forever
Eliminating the need for heaven
Such wonderful news
from this morning’s government bots

18 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

243. Our seventh decade
is the no destination decade
Now a few years into my 70s
I can’t imagine where I am headed
Where is next
If only I could remember
where the door is
I would go out
Continue with
my no destination decade

18 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

244. I like being a white-western-middleclass-educated male
It makes turning off the newscast
on television so much easier

18 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

245. Facial recognition software misidentified me
as a missing antique statue
from the Museum of Hard Knox
Now I have been captured
put into the closet of my ex-wife
for Freud to analyse
as the world collapses into confusion
with no interpretation left
to explain why I woke
in this claustrophobic state
screaming at the butterflies in my mind

18 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

246. Since I became deaf
the birds stopped singing
Since I became blind
the flowers no longer bloom
Since I became lame
there is no start to yesterday’s walk
Since I stopped writing
I never finished this

18 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

247. I live in the future
Which is why you love me today
Didn’t know so yesterday
Will forget me tomorrow
And I already have

19 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

248. I live in my own world
with a large enough crack in it
to view that other world
others live
other lives in
but not large enough
to let them see me
in my magical imaginary world
I often live in

19 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

249. How could it be
So often is the question
We should learn to leave each other be
Enjoy the landscape
Walk in the nature
Drift in the wind
Reflections in the water
Music through the trees
Sublime thoughts
classically enhanced
Human activity
just passing phases
Easy to ignore
in the perfectly natural mind

19 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

250. I always wanted to have my picture hanging in a museum
for a paying public to awe and wonder about
No doubt a painting of me
leading a squadron of angels
into an evening of debauchery
would best be loved by the paying public
in the museum of me
at the end of narcissistic boulevard

19 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

251. I often thought being of feeble mind
an occurrence of the elderly
now I realize at 72
it can occur to one in their youth
such as me

19 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

252. Space is a bridge too far
between you and me
with a far higher toll than I can remedy
so always stranded
this side of space I always am
while you dance wildly
on the other side beyond my reach

19 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

253. Life is a short performance
we each get a shot at yet
No one has ever been good enough to return
for an encore
once the curtain comes down
on this short performance
that is our fleeting life

20 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

254. We did what we could
before transformative night
changed us in a most unfavourable manner
Devastation was never a choice
Just an opportunity handled poorly
We did what we could
More cannot be wished for

20 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

255. So many twenties today
20-02-2020
A magical day indeed
So I bet on a racehorse
that bore your name
she stumbled at the clubhouse turn
just like I did through your life
20-02-2020 never again

20 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

256. The beauty of moral decay
is how surprising our reflection is
in a superficial way

20 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

257. Disappointed with the results
we went back to sleep
to awaken in another world

21 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

258. We laughed as the clown performed
Not seeing the joker steal everything
with our attention turned toward him
Only now in our devastation
do we realize the joker and clown
are the same one trick pony

21 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

259. I got so far from what I was to do today
I cancelled tomorrow
and all the knights couldn’t reincarnate
leaving the castle filled with disorientated mice

21 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

260. So much technology
we still are dependent on brains
to show how to cook eggs
Decorate cakes
Bake fish
Sling tofu
Stir-fried ancestral cuisine
Humans have been cooking for a hundred thousand years
Now we are celebrities
Or not
if we can pour wine over roadkill
Give me technology over a brain fried human
Then dinner will be done on time

21 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

261. Love is a mesmerizing mangled messy mishap
Though pleasant in its extreme
if reason is given flight

21 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

262. What?
Today is still here
Unbelievable
I shoved it into a closet
Kicked it into the river
Set it alight
Denied its continuation
Existence too
Traded it for drugs
Left it at the alter
Sold it to a brothel
Made a social media bot to end it
And the damn thing is still here
If only today would go away
and give me tomorrow
I could dwell happily in yesterday

21 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

263. To see if this works
I will fly to space
unknown filling
Covered horizons
I will have to admit to the neighbour’s pets
I have no idea
what I am talking about

22 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

264. Statistically I am more you than me
Explaining my iridescent aura
Lack of harmony
The incidences of incorrect directions
Cyclic confusion
And the desire to be someone
other than you

22 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

265. The Russians are getting involved
with American erections
by spamming them with bad dancing
Strange accents
Dysfunctional erection misinformation
Strong vodka
Plastic non-recyclable mannequin first ladies
Weak erection turnout
Favouring fat illiterate orange tinted humans
Such turn offs they are
Americans will never have proper erections again
The Russians are coming

22 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

266. When life was simple
love was too
When life became complicated
love did too
Now life is simple again
love is too

23 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

267. She was a carefree flower girl of 18
Selling flowers on Bourbon Street
1968
I was a street artist
20
52
years later
She has dementia
living in a nursing home
I am a young hot model
walking the catwalks of my memory
Life is such a grand illusion
I would love to do it again sometime

23 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

268. Lady in the café thinking in Dutch
Me in the café thinking in male
Should I pretend not to understand
or just continue smiling
like an alley cat
not understand Dutch

23 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

269. Life is an island in the sea of death that we wander around on usually quite lost feeling homeless neglected without though doing everything possible to stay upon a change in climate of attitude makes the island much more pleasant knowing it is only a matter of time before we are forced off to drown in the sea of death

23 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

270. Accomplished so much
Above and beyond
Achieving the unthinkable
Folk tales will surface
Survive
Surprise
Women will be in tears
Men will wish they had what I had
Let it be known at the end of the day
‘twas me who ate the whole box of chocolate
leaving only a lingering scent
for those who come after
Knowing they will always be cast
as the ones who missed out

24 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

271. The creepy whispers in the night
Shadows
echoing
Suffocating scents
Just unfulfilled dreams
seeking shelter
waking us in fright
Unfulfilled dreams in the night

24 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

272. I see it in my neighbour’s cat’s eyes
I am nothing more than another unhinged human
chasing phantoms in the meadow
The neighbour’s cat
obviously no judge of character
I can see it in her eyes

24 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

273. I printed photos of my past
Burned them in tune with the screaming sullen eerie evening
By morning my past was still there
Reminding me of the debts still owed
to the mistress of life
who keeps me in these chains
I cannot break

24 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

274. The shifting direction of my motionless life
reminds me of the perils of sitting so long
in this padded cell presents
If only this Netflix series would end
I could start another

24 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

275. I can imagine going crazy
Can’t imagine
coming back

25 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

276. Always learning
Always forgetting
Cancelled out thoughts
Memory in the express lane
Fleeting images
Dissipating feeling
What I just learned was it is all forgotten at the end
(geese flying south for the winter informed me)
so we can start again
running haphazardly
toward the next horizon

25 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

277. I went to the mannequin shop
looking for an elderly one to disassociate with
Millennial mannequins knocked me over
saying I had bad taste
‘me-2’ I articulated
Sympathetic pretenders
took me to a sacred second-hand thrift shop
that was in receivership
saying it was time for me to be recycled
What a bargain I am
a bucket of ripe opinions
fertilizer for the soul if such a thing existed
here at the mannequin shop
on the edge of time

25 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

278. There is no refund on this life
No store credit for off the shelf trade of another life
Cancellation insurance
Wrong number try again
Random karmic fuelled next life fantasy
Lottery winner
The only upgrade possibilities
are at our discretion
like I exhibit by walking to the finish line
instead of running
like everyone else

25 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

279. While adding to the perfection list
Storms came close
Dread flew overhead
Hidden horrors hurriedly
escaped notice
With my perfection list firmly in hand
I added this moment
Escape perfected
Surrender not involved
Another perfect moment
noted

26 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

280. So much for technology
Human emotions are similar
as they were thousands of years ago
The change in our reflected image
over the decades
always a producer of grief
following the sigh of once upon a time

26 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

281. I had a successful business
Got a PhD
Happily married for decades
Sorted out my spiritual beliefs
then discarded them all
to finally be free
Photoshopped an upgraded
appearance of myself
Still the neighbour’s dog
pees on my leg
There just is no respect
for carbon-based life
this planet

26 February 2020 Arnhem, The Netherlands

282. Highly unlikely words fell
I grabbed a few
Put them in my pocket
for a rainy day
when my umbrella was up
no words could get through
Now I have bags of words
Unassembled
I will give them to the next slum goddess I see
Perhaps she will take me away
in a highly unlikely way
Me and my collection of words

27 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

(in memory of the Slum Goddess from the Lower East Side – and a song by the Fugs 1965)

283. Drained
walking in the rain
Soaking
Exhausted
Halted
I will drown in my stance
If I survive this rendition of luckless vagrant
I will write a Broadway musical in celebration
or go home to bed
Whichever comes first that will free me
from such drama I get myself into

27 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

284. A new city to sleep in
I wonder if my dreams will change
or will I awaken
confused
like I have in every other city
I have awakened in

27 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

286. I love shopping in a foreign market
Labels in languages I can only guess @
No telling what lies
lies within what I am about to eat
Being a vegetarian I know I am safe
eating the wrapper
leaving the food behind
for someone else
to translate into their diet

28 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

287. Another interesting day
living beyond the grasp of reality
with circus animals
killer rabbits
inarticulate masticating women
and an alley cat with similar political views
as once was me
If tomorrow should prove to be as unenlightening
I shall go back to redo today
living beyond the grasp of reality
like the panic driven newsreel presenters

28 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

288. I complained to god
how unfair my life was
She indicated an app
on a platform I was not aware of
I downloaded what I could not know
Leaving me forever cast in the roller of loser
to other apps and their blindful users

28 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

289. So many shades of fear and panic
brought about by the conspiracy of words
assembled by first-learner primates
When in fact we should relax
or die easily
let others forge dissent
in our absence

28 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

290. Nutritional love in moderation
Gradual gradient steps to longevity
Exquisitely balanced thoughts
Synchronized focused beliefs
Surplus of cool acquisitive friends
Everything so perfect
until a fast train ran me over
What was the point

29 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

291. Bloody leap year
Adding extra nonsense to February
I deleted today
Cut it out of my calendar
No one died today
No one desired me today
No one read this
Today does not exist

29 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

292. All my friends have grown old
Leaving me in my youth
to watch my elderly shadow
fall over the horizon
without me
Left alone in my youth

29 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

293. I love retirement
Sitting along the golden boulevard  
watching people
hurry scurry worry
Flurries of individuals
falling like snow
melting into the pavement
I sweep them away
making an airplane
out of their disillusions
to fly away
into the wonderful magical kingdom
of retirement
No worries
no more

29 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

294. Life without reason
like an unannounced season
transforming meaningless rapport
into senseless verse

29 February 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

295. Everyone died last night
When I awoke I saw the text messages
‘bury me in a shady spot overlooking the river’
I went to the sacred Home Depot
to purchase eight billion shovels
There was no one to sell them to me
I went home back to sleep
Awakening
with everyone texting me
to ignore their last request
So I did

02 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

296.The successful undertaker at my door
in search of more
for his political campaign
of death for all
I offered vintage karma
along with several neighbours
then closed the door
Now I can live for evermore

01 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

297. I have media indigestion
Broadcast news diarrhea
Twitter blood pressure spikes
My pacemaker is pacing
My defibrillator telling fibs
Chronic pain gone viral
Being crucified 2000 years ago
For your sins
So much more pleasant

01 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

298. The image of her on Facebook
is not the same memory image of 46 years ago
Though the ‘dance with me’ look in her eyes
during Mardi Gras is still there
And I still do
In the fleeting memories of once we were
Never again
Happy I did then
Happy I don’t now
as I toss Facebook into the fire of memory
Dancing alone once again so free

01 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

299. ‘I lost her in the tunnel of love’
As well as other tales of passion
haunt my collection of romantic antics
in this apocalyptic finish
to such a successful run of luck
I once had

01 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

300. I start my day looking into the sky
If I don’t see my reflection in the sea
looking down from amongst the clouds
wishing I was with you
I know I am still alive

02 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

301. When the door closed her smile disappeared
on the other side
where smiles are faint
Whispers mingled with memories
that should be forgotten
in life’s shallow negotiations
Almost forgotten
still holding us captive
behind these closed doors

02 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

302. I love making mistakes
All the pressure of those around
me to do the right thing
to try and correct their wrongness
Created stress from mistakes
made from before I was born
yet here I am
she is not

02 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

303. Before global warming
I could make a snowman
Snowwoman
and a millennial #me-2er
with a snowball chance in hell
from the same snowfall
Now the snow has melted
The little that would appear
Spring has come too early
My hot millennial #me-2er
melting in her wrath

02 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

304. Today I will conquer space
Discover a vaccine for the blues
Paint the town red
Chase the NYC marathon into the East River
Feed the rabbits and mice fresh tofu
Dust off paintings at the Louvre
If only I could get out of bed
I would make a cup of coffee first
Then do all these things

03 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

305. Surrealism sucks
Pop art was for fools
Still is
Modern art
loser’s excuses
E-Art
robots discuss after the lights go off
Piscean sacrificial art
Aquarian old age art
Art farts
Greek
Roman
Avant-garde
It all sucks
Broken streams of consciousness
strewn across the museum floor
infected by coronavirus
and other related tales of woe
Death art so prevalent
only the privileged stay alive long enough
to appreciate it

02 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

306. Menial mental morphosis
The beauty of body parts
is knowing where to put them
without losing site
of where they are going

03 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

307. The tragedy of being taken serious
as the world bleeds
has no equal in literature
giving rise to fast food poetry
Big box stores creativity
as well as thrift shop musicals
as the world finally bleeds out

02 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

308. Decluttered love
unrefined passion
recycled faithfulness
no wonder the world is fucked

03 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

309. I changed my routine
No longer you in my night-time dreams
Day light blocks my vision of other worlds
where you so often appear
as you try to hide in the light
tapping me on the shoulder
reminding me how frightened I am
of my imagination
and the whispering wind
saying your name
in this changed routine I now live

04 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

310. I know how much she tries to forget
Ignore
Turn the other way
As if we never were
by how often she doesn’t like my posts
My intuition-hack
clues me into her thinking of me
even when she tries not too
Fore what other reason
would the sun rise each day
than to watch me being forgotten
once again

04 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

311. Every night my wife and I go into the town square
sing
dance
until the village folks sedate us
providing a goodnight’s sleep for all

04 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

312. I spread my hair across the meadows
Letting forest animals climb on top
before floating toward the sun
disappearing amongst clouds
then falling back to earth with the rain
where all the animals return
to the slaughterhouses to be prepared
for the royal feast of their lives
Deep fried at the local fast food burger drive thru
wishing they had stayed in my hair

05 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

313. Eight billion people will die
over some period of time
though it seems to be which period that will be
and who cares a hundred years later

05 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

314. Another night to worry
which dream will scare me the most
before the terror of morning
shows me who I really am

05 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

315. My youthful Mardi Gras Queen
now old
Wrinkled
Tormented
Forgetful
slowly decaying in her chicken shed
Alone
clutching a photo of me
before I died
screaming in tune
for the terror of her youth to return
when she was my Mardi Gras Queen

05 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands      

316. The gentle sound of the falling rain
filling the canals
streams
Flooded rivers breaking banks
flooding villages
drowning those who dismissed the gentle rain
as just a romantic interlude of nature

05 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

317. I took a chance on you
Everyone at the casino
followed me over the cliff
The river became flooded
from so many of us
We are all floating
Drowning
across the land
Wishing we had not taken a chance on you

06 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

318. Hollywood would have us believe
Animals can talk dance sing
I spent hours talking singing dancing
in front of my rabbits
they went to sleep
I did the same in front of penguins
they fell into the North Sea
drowned
I tried with my dog
she left home
hitched a ride with a road train to Darwin
With cats horses roos and native cock roaches
Nothing
Hollywood is tricking us
is all I have to say

06 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

319. The poster showed her riding naked
here in Holland
If only I would
“go through this door”
I believed the sign said
(though it was foreign but so am I so we are the same)
I rode my bike as fast as I could
straight into the door
Now in hospital with a broken heart
I cannot imagine what I did wrong
here in Holland
where women ride bikes naked
all day long

06 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

320. I was wondering
whether this would be my final writing
before the latest pandemic killed me
I suppose I won’t know until tomorrow
when I discover a cure
for not writing at all anymore

06 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

321. All the social media influencers
sent me a cease and desist message
To stop being so boring
That being nothing at all was more influencing
than them all together
basking in their stupid petty millennial ill-conceived
fashions
notions
tweets
hyperboles
when all anyone wants
is to be boring as me

06 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

322. I miss turning over a new leaf
now that global change has blown away all the leaves
Leaving nature barren
without a new leaf to turn over

06 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

323. The tears of the refugees
laying frozen on the White House lawn
for future generations
to slip fall break upon

07 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

324. I like to lie
Beneath the false autumn sky
In compromising memories
Sufi dancers whisper once begotten lines
Serenading imaginary worlds
in need of correction connections
Here in the light at the end of tunnels
Where we once did lie
And I still do
Lies I tell myself
Before I die

07 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

325. There are times when I wonder
if I will ever make it home
until I remember
I have forgotten
I no longer have a home
in the often times
I sit along the shore
wondering

07 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

326. So looking forward to when others see as clearly as me
and stop standing still
as I walk into them
so far I have yet to wander

07 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

327. I hate the word mindfulness
How it gets stuck in my oesophagus   
preventing the wonders of random hullabaloo
from shifting directions midway
through a deconstructed thought
Out of sync defuzzifications
scattered across my consciousness
Abandon all mindfulness
Leave others to enjoy mindful crucifications
on the cross of fuzzy logic

07 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

328. So good growing old together
We forget we are
as we escape conventions
with the antics of immediate immaturity
Invisible to the trending
Obstacles to others
Never caring what is thought
Growing old together

08 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

329. Time to go to sleep
Let the world continue to suffer
without us

08 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

330. Jesus was a social influencer
Look what they did to him
Perhaps today’s influencers should realize
the same fate could happen to them
when their father
Whose art is in heaven
has a tizzy
and leaves them out to dry
like Jesus was

08 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

331. Stomping around in the dark
Temporary love in the park
If we could see
would love have been
forever
Rather than sparks
In the dark
In the park

09 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

332. She awoke me this morning
A dream following a dream
The dream
Dream one
So simple
I was hungry looking in the cupboard for cookies
Probably some crappy sugar-free low-carb organic non-GMO vegan coronavirus-free cookie when you appeared in my dream
Dream 2
Pushing awake the search for cookies
Reminding me
Once again
You had died
and why wasn’t I grieving for you
instead of grieving for the loss of real chocolate fudge
sugary cookies full of industrial waste additives
to supplement my elderly diseased life
I was so upset I ate all my wife’s chocolate
so I would grieve no more

09 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

329. Loving social media is not a cure
for heart disease
it enhances it in a most unfavourable manner
Clogging arteries
Short circuiting pacemakers
Rupturing the mildest impulses
The only cure is for a better vehicle
next lifetime to go crazy in again

09 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

331. While trying to keep up with the news vs. fake news
I came across this line in a book that John wrote
in his eleventh chapter in his eleventh non-haiku
at the local government brothel
saying
“Jesus Wept”
not sure if that is news
Or fake news

10 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

332. My neighbour said I was obviously going through a midlife crisis
Which at 72 means I will live to be 12X12
which according to my childhood math is a long time

10 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

333. Life is an amazing journey
Often not seen
Otherwise would the blind singer
find lyrical meaning to other’s despair

10 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

334. Measured misery
Cup of pain
Ounce of loneliness
Metres of want
A recipe for success has none of these
love in half measures has them all

10 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

339. Reflection of a memory of someone I knew
50 years ago
Past trains of thought
Fast pass once upon a time
Now no more
But then Back then
worth so much more
than this quick passing reflection
of once upon a time

11 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

340. Another day of my convincing performance
of an elderly man lost along the boulevard
If only they had believed I was a royal
strayed from my palace or was it my castle
I wouldn’t be having dinner
with all these old people
at the homeless shelter
in the Down-On-My-Luck Café
at the edge of the world
on this broken boulevard
that is now my home

11 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

341. I put myself into two weeks quarantine
So I would not affect the neighbours
with my lack of humour
Or the cleaning up of dog poo
from my pet on their sacred garden path
or infecting myself with fear
listening to anti-news from an unhinged president

11 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

342. I like being in my 70s
It reminds me of when I was high and confused
in the 70s
Seeing
what I would discover later
was not there
Just an hallucination of the 70s
which I am in once again
My glorious 70s

11 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

343. The day I frowned
Lost my crown
Acted as a clown
Fell down
Howled like a hound
@ the edge of town
was when I first lost you
Though I seldom recall why

12 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

344. A simple narrative
Laughing whispers in the wind
As if the world was the same
as it was shortly ago
A simple narrative
So soothing in these troubled times

12 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

345. Due to the over crowding and back logs for entry into heaven
all the republicans will go straight to hell
to prepare for the arrival of Fat Donnie, Moscow Mitch and the other foul earthlings
soon to leave
soon to arrive

12 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

346. Republicans are a sub species
Any more qualifiers
would give them too much credit

12 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

347. So often driving in the rain
Reign of rain
My kingdom for a sunny disposition
Position
Darkened horizon
Horizons
Social plurality
If we touch we get a virus
If we go online we get a virus
I got a virus in my dreams
If only the rain would stop
I would float upon calm seas

13 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

348. They closed the border to Paradise
Keeping us fallen angels from entering
Having a good time as we wait for eternity
to make good on the promise of fun ever after
that we will never know
Stuck here on the wrong side of the Paradise border

13 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

349. The faster I write
The less I say
Such is this disconnect between mind and body
that keeps me in the darkened alley
mindless valley
on the way to successful thinking
and other rational mischievous structures

13 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

350. My dreams are a series of conspiracy theories
that have deeper meaning
Easier explanations
More rational recipes
than the howls of my dog
as the moon waxes elegantly
over the western horizon
on its trajectory
to fulfilling my intense dreams
You and I together once again

13 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

351. The last time I was this disillusioned
was when I thought I had the largest fish
at the Last Supper
with Jesus and co
but it was just a stick of wood
we had all hallucinated upon
We ate it anyway
Remarking how divine it tasted
all the way through the Piscean Age to now
when disillusionment is welcomed by all
As it was then

13 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

352. I didn’t become a fan of gravity
until later in life
Now that I have realized its drawbacks
I am no longer a supporter of gravity
finding floating amongst clouds
(social distancing)
much more appealing

14 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

353. Poetry is such a muddled inefficient immature prattle
of anti-matter
Like it don’t matter no more mate
That embracers
as well as creators of it
need to be publicly ridiculed
until their syntaxes metaphors ill-conceived rhetoric
is set alight
with them
to clear up our current dire human conditions

14 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

354. While eating French crepes
at the local Indonesian fast food shop
in Rotterdam
with my German friend
Australian wife and refugees from everywhere else
I noticed my American dictation
was what is the least foreign here

14 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

355. My ears hurt
from the attention seeking narratives
of 7.5 billion people
on earth
after the relatively quiet
of my life on Venus
where everyone seemed content
and well adjusted

14 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

356. It has been a crazy intense 635976 hours
from being born
to living in and travelling through lots of places
having friends lovers issues
and such stuff
Though after these first 635976 hours
it looks like things will change

15 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

358. On a lighter note
When the pandemic wiped out a majority of the earth’s population
Flowers bloomed
Almost extinct animals prospered
Vegetation too
Penguins got their ice back
The few humans who remained became kind
Caring
Looked after one another
It took several hundred years
but on a lighter note
the world became a great place

16 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

359. Virtual pubs synagogues stadiums mosques theatres churches massage parlours
all with happy endings
Social unions without touching
What a climax
to a tumultuous dream I was having

16 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

360. I was self-isolating on an iceberg
with a raft of gossiping penguins
who were quarantining themselves beyond reason
If only there was a way out of here
I hypothesised
before luckily being rescued
by crowdsourcing mermaids
and that is the story of how I got to here

16 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

361. Because of the current state of the world
we are told not to make any plans
Sounds like my life so far
Because if I had
I would not be here without a plan
Just like they say not to do

16 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

362. I used to put my comfort pets into quarantine
whenever we all landed foreign
Now they do it to me
Karmic comfort is a virus

16 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

363. I have changed my writing style
Before
it did not exist
I was content with no style
Then it did exist
Exiting existential styles in a most haphazard way
Random style in an anal type of way
which I could not maintain (lack of toilet paper)
So this is my new style
Tactile synapses without harmony or reason
Yet comforting in its extreme

16 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

364. I have yet to decide how I may feel
if I never get back home
due to death or some such similar experience
All my stuff in the shed
All my stuff in the house
All my stuff will become landfill so far away
No longer even a memory away

16 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

365. I like to act calm
Wait for the tsunami to wash over me
Earthquake to swallow me
Volcano to bury me
Chards of love to pierce me
Acting calm
as is playing dead
is rewarding in thought
Difficult to express

17 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

366. I knew it was today
long before the sun popped out of the sea
over the horizon
Spewing dragons
to devour all that remained

17 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

367. We only imagine we are prepared for the next crisis
Prepared for the next crisis
it is when we awaken
only to find
all the chocolate has melted in the noonday sun
Our soy milk has curdled
The neighbour’s cat has eaten our budgie
Do we realize how ill prepared
we were to leave our bed

17 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

368. The impossible
So easy to do
Just look the other way
Let the storm pass
Put up an umbrella
Smile
Waltz in the calm of the aftermaths of destruction
Through rubble
Broken hearts
Fractured dreams
Being glad of still being conscious
Not dead
Like those consumed by the impossible

18 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

369. They are going to save the younger ones
let those past 70 die
Lucky for me I am 72

18 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

370. World events change our thinking
alter our consciousness
change our direction
As we are not evolved enough
to do so on our own

18 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

371. I just saw the bigger picture
You and me
Floating through space
Eating chocolate
I think that could be OK

19 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

372. The corona virus is Mumsie Earth’s response
to our constant abuse of her
If we don’t learn
Change quickly
She will kill us all
Just to have a real Garden of Eden
one day
without an Adam and an Eve to fuck it up

19 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

373. One day in a near future
when we become robot’s pets
we will finally learn how to behave
and have good leaders
to make us happy
as they drag us around on a tether
just as imaginary human leaders do now

19 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

373. For a non-Dutch
Such as me
Trying to rhyme with my home of the past weeks
Nieuwerkerk aan den IJssel
Is so easy
To run from
I prefer to brag at the pub
That often while in Nieuwerkerk aan den IJssel
I rode on a dike
Such as is the life of one here
on newly reclaimed land
in the area of Nieuwerkerk aan den Ijssel
with the polder between dikes so flat and unassuming

20 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

374. On the news today it was said
“people are now dying by the thousands every day”
Seems to me people have been dying
since first tip toeing around the planet
all that while ago

20 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

375. So many glitches in history
Each changing how society evolved
The printing press gave the Gutenberg Bible
Discovery of Uranus began with electricity harnessing and the Aquarian Age
World Wars did stuff too
The 1960s
Wow so much fun
Social media gave us connections to fear and hope
The greatest change to society is from the corona virus
The remaking of the new world order
Or as Paul said to the Corinthians
“I tell you a mystery:
We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed
– in an instant, in the twinkling of an eye…”
Or was it me
Who said that

20 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

376. I love mystery
It is factual numerators of logic
Ill gotten that makes me numb

20 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

377. Even after I die
I will be writing stupid sentiments
with the same amount of lack of interest from others
as I do now

20 March 2020 Rotterdam, The Netherlands

---------latest-writing------------

378. So long past
Times ago
Frameless moments
We flew out during another disaster
Surviving is a fool’s game
A pirate’s quest
If I should survive
raise the flag
let it cover the world
Here I am
STILL
So long
Past is gone
Today I am still here

25 March 2020 Swan River, South Australia

379. While recalling my worldview
not so long ago
I became lost
Cracked mirrors
Halls of shadow strangers
Unimaginable thoughts
Online crucifications
Virtual destructions
Who was I
when I wasn’t me
who I am now
Turn the world back
to before this movie
killed us all

26 March 2020 Swan River, South Australia

379. My dog stresses about flees
Not the flees themselves
but the bath prepared
to send them to their watery grave
My cat stresses about worms
Not the worms themselves
Just the anti-worm gel shoved in her rear
My bird stresses over the organic non-gmo chia crackers
I feed her
makes her constipated
The world stresses
Everyone dead

26 March 2020 Swan River, South Australia

2016 texts ~ Books 1 -4
2017 texts some used in Book 5 #Thoughts in Patterns 5 now from Amazon
Previous writing (January 01, 2018 - 31 December 2018) used in Book 6 (e-book / printed copy)

Previous writing (January 01, 2019 - 31 December 2019) used in Book 7 and 8