Wednesday, 30 June 2010

A New Poem

The Osprey

Late in the day
it was an osprey
first, then two
bald eagles that
flew over as we
put the dinner
things out on
the picnic table
outside the cabin.
We stood watching,
before we set out the
dinner places. The meat,
the wine and the bread.
I couldn't shake
the feeling that we
were somewhere
entirely foreign.
I felt it strongly
all night in that
cabin in the wood.

Tuesday, 29 June 2010

I Shouldn't, But...

I said to myself I wasn't going to write anything about the football.
I watched the cricket instead. I honestly cannot get excited, sad, happy or feel anything at all in fact about this bunch of idiots. They are a truly unlikeable bunch. How did a German team become more likeable than an England team? John Terry, Ashley Cole, Wayne Rooney and Rio Ferdinand, that's how. I bet the Germans even speak better English than they do...

Tuesday, 15 June 2010

How Did One Man Turn Portugal Into Australia?

I remember a time when Portugal were full of cult hero type players. Rui Costa, Nuno Gomes, Vitor Baia even Figo (before he did the unthinkable). But now everyone I know wants them to lose. It must be because of him. He even rolls his sleeves up like Ricky Ponting. And everyone I know likes to see Ricky Ponting lose as well.