A mixture of pieces of writing, some recent, but many older. Some thoughts, some from my diary, some are fragments, some are rants responding to things in the news that I got to get off my chest, some are about performing, some are stories some are rememberings, some are of projects I'dlike to make happen.
Saturday, 11 February 2017
3 MORE POMES
I have journeyed from being a captain of a big ship on a calm sea
to being alone in an open rowing boat in a storm.
But still navigating. Its just a different boat.
I used to scan the distant horizon.
Now I look for the next big wave to deal with.
I used to just bark orders
Now I wield the oars with my hands
This salt encrusted T shirt has taken the place of my captain's uniform