Woke up this morning  and checked my status logged onto the web To check my pulse See what’s happening posted an update Blogged about the state of my sleep By the time I’ve trawled through All my emails Responded to everyone else Tweeted about how tired I am and how come I never seem to [...]

Bronze BMW Lookin’ in the rearview And I saw you In a bronze BMW Puttin’ on your lipstick At the change of the lights Your lips shining with pink spotlights And we got the go as things changed to green And I lost that shade of pink In the afternoon traffic And I thought – [...]

Deja Vu July 15 2010 ©Paul J Penton [part of the July song a day challenge!] I’ve got a feeling this has happened before That somehow we’ve spoken But I just can’t think where memory is playing time shifting tricks ‘cause I feel like we’ve had conversations like this It might be my imagination that [...]

Made it by a whisker, just a whisker more, they really are thin aren’t they, whiskers, close shaves. How thin, how tiny do they have to be are we talking about a single follicle a stunted piece of stubble pouring out of the epidermis? Are we talking about a cat whisker? Long and wise, a [...]

Nee naa nee naa nee naaaaaaa, that’s the sound that ambulances used to make when I was young. They just came in plain wrap vanilla white with a red cross on the side, a revolving red lamp and that siren. Nowadays it’s any colour as long as its plastered with strips of lumo green reflective [...]

A question I often ask is- will I be worrying about this in ten years time?- Answer NO. Will I be worrying about this in five years time – NO, what about one year? I hope not – 6 months probably not- three? again, probably not – One month- in one month I’ll know won’t [...]

When it’s summer and the humidity has steam-rollered you like a pancake and the sky seems to want to squash you, you can get this sudden change in Melbourne……we call it ‘the change’. We anticipate it, expect it, so when it doesn’t come and you know there’s another night of tossing between a thin top [...]

C.A.E. they call it here – Council of Adult Education – though you don’t have to be an adult I guess, everything from macrame to blues harmonica to entry level English. It used to be in one pokey building but over the years it has spider-webbed out to consume the other buildings around it, in [...]

I make my way up the half landing like a mole through the half dark, the lower hall light throws indistinct shadows on the walls. The brass rickety knob of the bathroom door squeaks as I turn it and the guillotine lock turns up just enough to open the door. It slices down into its [...]

She knew she had to act fast, a whip crack in her mind snapped as clearly as the fingers of a fifties rocker in front of a bulbous microphone. She rode to the supermarket on a melody of need. Cream. That was the lyric running through her head with those finger clicking fifties melodies , [...]