It was one of those blustering cyclonic weather mornings. No one had slept much during the night as winds alternatively sucked at house moorings then dropped in a fit of rage finding the home securely riveted to the ground. Roofing strained to hang on tightly, watching anxiously as sheet iron from neighbouring house roofs whizzed through the air like gigantic ancient weapons of war. Branches … Continue reading The Flood
He lay on sand a sober man and thought of what might be, His precious love in yonder house in care of family The gathering dusk was settling in a melancholy mood That aching feeling deep inside revealed his lack of food. The family didn’t him approve, they’d whisked her from his sight But Eric had that yearning still he’d give it one last fight. … Continue reading True Love
It was in first year of High School I met Les. Actually his name was Brian, but for some strange reason I’ve never been able to understand his whole family called him Les. He was a quiet boy; one you’d never suspect of any mischievous intent. He wore his halo with the cool air of the innocent, but lurking deep inside was a hidden well … Continue reading My Friend Les
Nala. A mini-novel fictional story set in the island of Sri Lanka Chapter 1 Appu Silva stood up to his knees in the waters of the Kelani River with the mill elephants, splashing, prodding, and whispering sounds which could only be understood by these work animals as he sought to keep … Continue reading NALA
To all you cyber friends of mine I offer you my Valentine, And trust that on this happy day You’ll hear your own true lover say “I love you,” and they give to you A lot of presents, not a few, And do those things that build your trust As acts of love not ‘cause they must; And when at … Continue reading My Valentines
Happy dancing round the tree Sweet sixteen that’s Stephanie Every day is just the same Wants to enter any game Sun or rain the same to her Children all to her defer She’s the leader of the pack Tag her first she’ll tag you back People seek her company Love this girl she’s fancy free From the stranger first to meet To the neighbour down … Continue reading Stephanie
November 1953 I wrote my last High School tests, cleared my desk and headed home to await results published February 1954 by Queensland University, Brisbane, Australia. I can still remember rushing to the corner grocery store to purchase the Courier Mail newspaper and scan insert lists for results. I’d passed! My Father Eric who loved formality made an official presentation to me as soon as … Continue reading My First Job
There’s no greater feeling than having your parent say, “You don’t have to come shopping with us today.” To a teenage boy there’s nothing more humiliating than going to a department store to join the family in line behind Mom lingering in the lingerie department while the rest of the brood watch Dad fidget and cast furtive glances around to see if friends are gleefully … Continue reading Home Alone
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