Life Preserved in Word

Unattended children hushed Kites cry and babies fly Loons  do both and are crazy as a fox Who’s  sly as the moon that howls at the wolf Walls see floors speak Up to paddle without a creek A tough row of dough to hoe For little mouths kneading bread © David Girard 30/01/20

crystal rock band gold carat trip up scale down size matters’ weight burdens © David Girard 27/01/20

to the tune of Monster Mash We all came out from our humble abodes To get a another jolt from the mother lode He from his apartment in the West End east To St. James in Kits where the singers feast [Chorus] He did the smash, he did the pumpkin smash The pumpkin smash, it was a sidewalk bash He did the smash, it caught on in a flash He did the smash, He did the pumpkin smash The dim wit walked briskly down a dim lit street Where he caught his toe on uneven concrete Then the slab toward his face began to rise And suddenly to his surprise [Chorus] Once gravity takes over there’s little one can do So the fuse was lit for the sidewalk blues Thoughts of stop drop and roll seem rather smug As inertia dictates trip hug and mug [Chorus] There is a sidewalk bug walking through this city The seams aren’t level - must be the work of the devil The sidewalk wins as it flat out lies and sins Dr...

When I drink too much I’m as bulletproof as a Sacred cow and my IQ rises to match a swollen ego that somehow makes me seem smarter than an old smart ass barn owl. I guess that’s why my ex-friends shout and spout like whale, “infinitesimal irreconcilable incomprehensible unimaginable unintelligible indefatigable incommunicable inconsiderable unmanageable unconscionable unpalatable uncontrollable mythological hypocritical ANIMALE!” Feeling real down my lost dignity’s nought to be found though I’ve loosed the hounds so humming a dirgy tune I swim by light of moon to the brim of the vessel. Lips meet barrel, open the hatch and without a catch swiftly into the bilge flows the swill now sinking I frown as perhaps I’m to drown in my very own sea of sorrows. Close to rock bottom now a bully calls me an unconsecrated cow – no bull! I’ve had enough of the swill and the guff so it’s time to reveal the real me and to my surprise with a met...

I study hard for the test because that part is free but I’ve yet to order a kit as I can ill afford the fee. This is what I was told so it’s not speculation from me, my ancestry comes from two distinct groups of ethnicity. To look back to discover who I am can easily be misconstrued   but looking back to discover my future is impossible to do. Perhaps my blood line was influenced by the ways of the times so the odd wayward sword and scabbard may have secretly met or a sporran emptied to fulfill the desire for a tactile outlet. If genes could only speak!   They might talk in the high-falutin designer lingo of Calvin Klein, Gucci or Armani or the more grounded vernacular of Dickie’s, Wrangler or Levis – all possibilities. It seems as though our jean’s waists and inseams are predicated by our genes and may be unbecoming but easily rectified in our dreams. Apparently some Frog spawn immigrated in the mid 1600’s to N...

motions of ocean innately tied with the tides crashes against cliffs © David Girard 16/01/20

oral mutation audio degradation a silent retreat © David Girard 16/01/20

taste words   hear colors faulty cerebral cortex? synesthesia? © David Girard 06/01/20