It’s Art, Folks … Three Short Poems
Two O’ Clock On A Saturday Afternoon At two o’ clock on a Saturday afternoon the world is alive with activity. People are out: thriving, creating, learning, building; relishing life, forming relationships and refining talents. But not me. Here in my bedroom at two o’ clock on a Saturday afternoon I lie in my bed. My body […]Read more "It’s Art, Folks … Three Short Poems"
Of Psychopaths and Great White Sharks
There is no reasoning with a Great White shark. No point in begging for your life. Mercy? Compassion? Empathy? Sharks have no such concepts in their cognitive library. They are human concepts, after all… On the contrary, it is in the nature of a shark to stalk, hunt, strike, kill and consume. A shark that […]Read more "Of Psychopaths and Great White Sharks"