The Evening Post

“Sex is kicking death in the ass while singing.” ― Charles Bukowski

Posted: August 2, 2021

The difficulty of writing about sex is legendary. Many advise against it totally. I have never listened. Some will enjoy my efforts, others will not. But that’s true of all writing.

A new song – now finished.

Posted: July 27, 2021

Every poet has to have a poem about a storm, right?

Posted: July 18, 2021

When The Money Runs Out – a semi-finalist.

Posted: July 12, 2021

From my latest album Looking At Life, the song When The Money Runs Out was announced as a semi-finalist in the Unsigned Only Song Competition. Having my own independent record label – openDmusic – I still qualify for this event. The song is a double semi-finalist, having made the cut in both the Americana and […]

Stripped down…

Posted: July 3, 2021

Writing and performing songs is one thing but producing them is a whole other art form. It is always difficult in the studio to find exactly what a song wants to be. It is very easy to add too many instruments, or leave something too naked when it needed a few more items of clothing. […]

Some new words…

Posted: June 24, 2021

A passing thought

Posted: June 10, 2021

ALL THAT I KNOW I cannot pretend My failings will mend They go back too far They’re too strong I cannot believe My problems will leave Been living with them Far too long I cannot let go Of all that I know I lived everything And it’s real I cannot deny All the reasons why […]

A new poem.

Posted: May 2, 2021

And the total failures And the small regrets And the euphoric moments And the lasting hurt And the brief laughter And the broken bones And the broken hearts And the first times And the last times And the naked bodies And the closed minds And the wrong choices And the new tastes And the new […]

From a book in the making – Poem #30

Posted: March 22, 2021

A long time ago…

Posted: February 16, 2021

Beneath my grandmother’s dining table I was captain of my own spacecraft ​ Or I was steering the entire house  like some ancient galleon through rough seas to safety ​ I sat between the crossbeams legs outstretched and imagined as many worlds as my young mind could imagine ​ All those adventures are lost to […]

For today…

Posted: February 14, 2021

I hope your Valentine’s Day is a little more optimistic than the one mentioned here. All the craziness – good or bad – is explained by our living in the beautiful prison.

A recent thought…

Posted: February 5, 2021
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