Between Days (A Poem)

Between days, the mad blood stirs Scathing judge and jury of time’s dogged march Cruel sentinel leading to death’s far shore Drifting with the incoming tide of disillusionment And found wanting Between days, a plaintive whistle sounds Marking hopes and dreams to come Shadowed in fortune’s doorway Married to the widow of a sigh In … Continue reading Between Days (A Poem)

Hip to Be Square

The cool people are all listening to Mumford and Sons, heads bobbing and weaving to their stylish, if misunderstood, rhythms and lyrics. The cool people are all going to see Les Misérables and are finding it a musically profound experience, then going to see it again with a different group of cool friends. The cool … Continue reading Hip to Be Square