January 2010
4 posts
The twist
It was a moment of pure irony. As the nurse put the drip into my dad’s arm, the radio was playing the old hit Let’s Twist Again.
It’s funny how your mind travels great distances in a short space of time. Suddenly my memory banks flashed back to watching my mum and dad jiving together on a hotel patio while the resident band played some old time rock and roll. As young kids, my...
Snow people
Who are you? People made of snow. Warming by the backyard flame. I created you, therefore I should really know you. But I don’t really know you. I’ve never shared your temporal existence. Your ice kingdom is a strange land to me.
Should you suffer, what would I make of that? I watch you melt. That makes me a heartless observer. Like the six o’clock news. ‘No business like...