Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Air Monkeys

You take a look at your sink or in and around the fruit during the stifling heat of the summer.
You take a gander at your rotting grapes.
I figure you've got to get yourself some tiny individualized ZIPLOC baggie for your different types of grapes.
Each making a different kind of monkey.
Bring out those drawings of the past from comic books of their relatives of the ocean depths.
A king and his sceptre.
A Queen and her Crown.
A princess and her tiara.
Set up shop on the curb beside Sally and her dime for a cup of lemonade.
Each little bag, once open is every child's delight!
Play a joke on your parent's by putting an Air Monkey Bulb (grape) in Dad's Underwear drawer and soon the whole room will be teaming with this new ruling class of frenetic frequent flyers!
Air Monkeys love to party!
Put out a tiny glass of wine and you'll have the best frathouse experiment goin'!
Good Luck and look for them this Summer!

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

647.521.2399 - Slide


bin down
bin around
bin there
bin through it
Passed the tests
C's and D's and A's and B's
and a few perfect passes
figured out a plan
figured out the way I am
figured out what I need
Figured out the need in me
Developed a passion for simplicity
Redesigned my life in the ways that it takes
you to the edge and through
Addressed every situation and have seen through all the sickness
Saw through all the pain
Harnessed all the great healing powers
Developed a style all my own and wondered
How quickly, if ever, if the world will follow
Follow me to a place where we will make paradise a real possibility
for the ones allowed to be there.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Sunday Vegetation

Sunday Vegetation

Ancient New Classic Modern Movies
In A Trance From Fist Shaking Parking Lot Football Rivalries
Dozing From Soft "Clap-A-Lot" Golf Duel
Introspective Chats About The Mights Of Cleaning
Beer Tastes Fresh But Stale
Coffee Tastes Like Lumpy Gravy
Even When Perked To Perfection
Analysis Of Daily Living Flatlines
Numbness Of Affection Results In A Delayed Gratitude
Broken Smiles Are Wrinkle Proof
Pillow Head Stuck To Crusty Leaky Eyes And Mouth
Marshmallow Teeth Need A Good Brushin'
Sunlight Seamstress Through Curtains Screams,
"Bright Light!!!Bright Light!!!"
Shower That Does Not Take Dusts Off The Aura
Maid Comes Dressed As A Garbage Man
Its Your Mom
She Smiles
And Announces,
"Did You Feed Your Fish???"

Blades Of Grass

Blades Of Grass

Like sword that cuts through The Pain
Wings so delicate yet Unbreakable
Eyes pierce the wicked and shoot light into lost souls
Narrow minds opened by a simple innate goodness
Tragic loss transormed into resilient knowledge
Deep unhealed scars seen only by perception
Deep healed wounds examined by metaphysical invisible faith healers
Passage of understanding granted not by passing tests but by gaining points
Through deconstruction of lies
Building architectural monoliths out of dust and tears and blood and sand
Perception changed in seeing through the intentions of dark demons
Examining their tangible universal worth
Wordy cryptic psalms reached to the masses to corrupt and disspell the truth in understanding
That Love is a true encounter of the third kind and is a message that cannot be lost
A message where there is no bargaining about wealth and no ransom is needed to save
Blades of grass that cut deeper than the greatest of Samurai

Friday, May 8, 2009

Camp KoolAid Swamp

Kool-Aid Powder with Iodine and Neutralizer
Busted Back of the Neck
and a New Hunch
A Canoe on Your Head
Bubblegum the Reward for Dessert
JD the Watery Treat that bodes
A Canoe On Your Head
Portage is just a fancy way of saying,
"You're Fucked... , ya gotta walk."
So you begin to enjoy the Pain
Until you get to the Stagnant Paradise
and pray
for Maxim broads to show up
One paira undies'll do ya
As long as you take enough Imodium so you don't have to poop all weekend
Trying to get through that Gift of a coupla Free Days
with a shit stain on your gotchies while camping is like walking a mile uphill on mossy boulders with roots scratching your legs and Pterodactyls sucking your arms dry
A Canoe on Your Head
Difficult but not impossible
That's the way things are
That's why I bought lots of beer, liquor and that leather flask of Cheap House
Dulls the frustration and makes the reward sweeter
Makes you enjoy the Upwoods Life
A Canoe on Your Head
When They Don't Show.

Thursday, May 7, 2009


Narcoleptic Wildlife

Splayed Out Like An Ugly Centrefold
Not Very Ladylike
Your Mother Would Not Be Proud
In Your Glory,
All Sleepy On The Road's Shoulder

You Are Just Sleeping, Right???

That's Just What I Tell The 4 Year Old Beside Me

Your Brother,
The Pulpy Mess In The Middle Of The Road,
Well... He's Just Changed His Coat
You Know...
Like A Snake Fires Of His Skin In The Hot Sand

Raccoons Hide When They're Naked
Its Just Embarassing To See A Fleshy Pink Raccoon
Seemingly Flaunting It All In Broad Daylight
Not For The Nature Enthusiast
But For The Raccoon Himself
Show Some Bloody Respect For The Narcoleptic Roadside Wildlife
He Is Just Sleepin' It Off
You Wouldn't Want His Job.


Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Day Two

After spending a solid period of time trying to break into a test market of selling expensive self-published poetry books (AKA Chapbooks) I am now focusing on this first time blog thing to see about the best way to out there in the world to people who have yet to experience reading my stuff. I hit black on selling this little creatively, print shop enhanced thin book of a varied genre of writing and art, I am quite proud to say that I am a paid writer and author now. In a tiny community I have been published locally in the free circulars and I am now putting myself out there for cash and in the hard copy sense as opposed to cyberly. I hope cyberly is an effective enough way to market a product in the real world.
If you have heard of me and my work feel free to share your particulars with me online. I will not be using the facebook way of getting around. Not for any real reason, just to see how a person can survive under strictly the written word. I wish to advance this as this blog effort starts to pay off with exposure and arched eyebrows.
Contact me at
my gmail-
my cellular- feel free to leave a message on the little invisible vapour of voicemail
or mail the anthrax to my address-
765 Northwood Drive
Cobourg, ON
K9A 4W2

Just putting it out there!