Fishing in the Rivers of Life

Tag: Personal Journey

  • Who Are You…

    I can’t remember being youngOr how I got old.I can’t even rememberThose stories I’ve told. Memory loss,Now is such an affliction.How much of my life isJust pure fiction? How can I lie,If I don’t know what’s true?Honestly, mate,Would I lie to you? Yeah, I drink too much,That bit is true.Again, the line:Would I lie to…

  • Yes, I Got…

    Yes, I got pissed,But I didn’t mean to,Just something I kind ofLeaned into. Full of regret in the morning,Rheumy eyes,And constantly yawning,Like trapped in a video game,Continually spawning. With the truth,Only just dawning,Why do I drink,When it makes me so ill? Long past the stage,Where I think it’s a thrill.

  • The Secret of Eternal Youth Revealed

    The Foolishness of It All According to Abraham Lincoln, you can fool some of the people all of the time. I think he has a point, as right now I’m feeling pretty foolish, and judging by the assembled masses – since at first glance, there are thousands of us – I’m not alone in such…

  • Gone Fishing – in the Rivers of Light

    If, like me, you see photography as fishing in the rivers of light, you won’t be surprised when you catch something unexpected. That’s why I love this shot — it captures the perfect synchronicity of subject, shutter, and scene. A Snapshot of Sarf London A mix of urban culture, street art, and everyday life —…