Life Preserved in Word

Soak in the chemicals so desired by you And go tripping to places with glorious views. Fly up sides of mountains to descend twice as fast. That Rocky Rollercoaster may be your last. Facilitator: Ellis Dee © David Girard 26/07/19

sky fall rain drips below billowing black raiment of cumulus clouds crowding clear radiant hue from firmament to briny abyss blue morning dew mourning eyes sob and cry out to the heavens that continue to bedew the likes of me and you lest the cistern run dry before tomorrow’s mourning © David Girard 17/07/19

rakes and pails and guppy blog tales grand sand castles everywhere adult intrusions make us small they really don’t know kids at all © David Girard   14/07/19

success is key to the right lock for a fee and key is success in the opening yet the right lock is left for the key to success  so the right key to succeed is left in the right lock as success is the right key in the only lock left © David Girard 06/07/19

It’s truly unique to bear the name that personifies a game like the esteemed “Jack Green” of lawn bowling fame. Master Jack Green is not clad in a Green Master’s Jacket but plies his keen bowling skills on grass and carpet. Nothing bowls Jack over more than green sans moss and clover and shorn within a blade of its life. Jack of the “mighty lean Green stock” frequents the green scene with an obsession to stalk “wee jack white” of the bowling green. Wee jack is Jack’s foil and compelled to make his blood boil confirming that this “sod couple” mix like water and oil as one minute Jack’s bowl cuddles up to wee jack white   and the next he’ll smack wee jack purely out of spite. Odds of betting on the ponies are against Jack the man but his chances of winning at bowls is a more viable plan when his biggest fan Fran is cheering from the stands. Jack is well up in arrears so down to the rink runs Fran. Jack’s “Lady Gree...

Self-deprecating was he who arrived cold from the sea and drank booze like it’s free ‘til he pissed and he moaned “I lost my boat - my home and a brand new android phone so I’ve no calls nor texts to annoy me -  of those possessions I’m  free but carry a debt you can’t see - the bank owns a big chunk of me along with my phone my boat and my home.” Says the barkeep to me, “That’s an interesting story but I must disagree as the booze is not free. The tab is now due and I’ve a question for you, how will you pay - cash, credit or debit today? If monetary funds you can’t find it’s hard work or hard time as you don’t drink on my dime  so now’s the time to pay for the  crime. You can work off your bar tab as a unique form of rehab or loan me your new android phone to call a free cab with loud sirens and bright lights all on display to whisk you away for a week and a day!” © David Girard ...