This poem is not about the yellow husband and father of Springfield fame, but perhaps it should be. Marge would make a great subject for some romantic verse. It’s the blue hair, gets a man every time. Wonder if the carpet on the landing matches that in the lobby? A Woman Homer Sung IF any […]
Spandex And The City by Jenny T. Colgan As the name might suggest, this is not a serious book. If you’re after a story about existential issues presented in grey monotones by an austere matron lamenting her lack of sexual conquest in Victorian times as her fleabag cat takes yet another piss on a threadbare […]
Here we have some verse from our resident poet that speaks of the battles that individuals fight as they struggle to build solid relationships upon the fractured foundations of broken childhoods. Behind Tall Walls in Shadow I love a shadow. Or is she perhaps a ghost who weaves a wispy glimpse of the most […]
Cimarron Rose by James Lee Burke This is the first book in the highly popular Billy Bob Holland series, set in the Texas borderlands in contemporary times. Ole Billy Bob is a defence lawyer, once a public prosecutor, once a Texas Ranger. He has a tendency to carry his Ranger skills and attitudes into his […]
Rain Gods by James Lee Burke In his afterword to this book, James Lee Burke states, ‘I think this is my best novel…’ Strong words indeed from an author who has a back-catalogue that is the envy of writers everywhere. Published in 2009, Rain Gods centres upon the aged figure of Hackberry Holland, a sheriff […]
Priorities of the single man I looked at her, she looked at me, Her eyes roamed up and down, She softly smiled, dispelling then my doubt. I wandered forth, so beckoned By this Queen, bereft of crown, She whispered close, ‘your shirt’s on inside-out’. We danced upon the moonbeams As the nighttime […]
Come Sundown by Nora Roberts Let me start by stating that I am a fan, in general, of Nora Roberts. I will contain my appreciation for her work to those times when she writes as J.D. Robb and Rebel Voice has already covered such tomes in the Book Review section. Come Sundown is not one […]
The Duality of Reality I’d like to write of drifting clouds of cotton white, And wispy paths with patterns lightly Dancing through, The smiling beauty of my view. But what I see are sodden rags of misery With moisture stank that sickens me For industrial gain, And nature weeps with acid rain. […]
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