Just finished watching Steven King and JJ Abrams’ 22.11.63 – based on the time-travel novel about JFK and Lee Harvey Oswald. It left me sad. But then, I always have been a romantic. My grandfather, Ben, in his later years, used to read large-print books. He would devour them; his prerequisites for a good storyContinue reading “You can’t always have happy endings.”
Monthly Archives: August 2017
Do you, or don’t you? (for dog walkers)
It would have been yesterday were it not for the bank holiday. Out with Maisie; Black bins and green boxes lining the streets ready for collection. My own black bag, morning gift from doggie; do I or don’t I? fortnightly when the men come to take away our stuff – rubbish, detritus, waste, I encounterContinue reading “Do you, or don’t you? (for dog walkers)”
Flooding, etc.
You, my son, will live to see great floods, a symptom of the warming planet caused by the disregard we hold for our Earth; you will carry a phone, at all times; sleep underneath a hypoallergenic duvet, manufactured by hand by people in another country who are experiencing a technological naissance that is an amplificationContinue reading “Flooding, etc.”
Now
The moment that is now when you can reach-out and touch is sometimes the best of times and more valuable than a thousand saved-up tomorrows
Evening river
Swallows over head as children play, and, cars pass On the bridge over The River Wye. Screams. Water eddies calming, hypnotic In the evening sun. I wonder How I can capture this moment keep it for the bad times, the lonely moments, When it is cold In the mid-winter, Not remembering the possibility of suchContinue reading “Evening river”
The past (Glasgow Jewish Community, dementia & reminiscence)
It is impossible to say where her mind has taken her – to what specific age or era, and it is likely her perceptions are a hodgepodge of different timelines and events.
Grass cutting
Today, I had a chat with one of my patients – 85 years, I had called him back to the clinic as his heart had been going a little too fast on the recorder. He had given-up driving; His eyes not so good any more. An aluminium walking stick keeps him steady. Continue reading “Grass cutting”
Eclipse
architect
designer
Menorah Maker
Pareidolia
If you stare At clouds For long enough, After a while, you start to see all sorts of shapes; & Images Drifting across. Spend a few hours gazing At the sand, Anything can appear. Perhaps it is the sun And the heat Or dehydration; Nature’s pixels Talking to you; Dancing Pixies PastContinue reading “Pareidolia”
PassionTree
twisted, dead tree with Contorted spine and branches that are like vessels permeating the brain of an old man or woman who has suffered.
Bougainvillea
I wish I could translate the colours of the bougainvillea into Words. I wish I could somehow Take the colours And capture Them in a photo. To me they are vivid summer.
Noise
It was noisy Outside our little stone house in Crete. In the evenings, With the setting sun, Rami and I would sit in the garden, reading. The neighbours Would chat and laugh, loudly, in Greek; They would shout, amidst the children trundling about on hard plastic trikes. Young girls would run inContinue reading “Noise”
The Islands of Greece
There Are Too Many lines In the Hebrew title of the book. איי יוון The family Sat across from us. As we tucked in to our meze, they had their desert. Father, Shaved head smothered in Factor 50, Mother, Dark. He seemed angry; they never consulted the book and left without a goodbye.Continue reading “The Islands of Greece”
Cows
The best part about where I live are the Highland Cows who hang-out around the corner. They have a big field to themselves with a sign that says, ‘Mind the Bull’ although they look placid I haven’t yet chanced going into the field & patting them. I remember, A few years agoContinue reading “Cows”
Screen-time
Tilt the screen at a certain angle so as not to allow your mum or dad or occasionally brother to see what is on the screen and if the intrusion is too great or the content too exclusive stop reading, stop typing and bury the screen in the folds of your hoodie.
To learn
To learn you need to go towards that which you like least; It is no good sitting in comfort. If you like the summer, pursue the winter, If the light is your preference, Go to the darkness. Growth can only occur through a connection with the unfamiliar the strange, that takes us away fromContinue reading “To learn”
On the basis
On the basis of not being able to write a full sentence About the homeless people I saw on the streets of Glasgow this week; It is probably easier for me to reflect my thoughts thus… Costa* cups, the receptacles. Drowsy men and women, some with swollen livers others, dead-eyed, sedated by opiateContinue reading “On the basis”
Non-narrative
It’s odd. When I try to write anything about my past – childhood or later years; It always comes-out like this. I cannot seem to string a sentence together that reaches the end of the line; or, at least not consistently. It is as if the past is encoded as fragments asContinue reading “Non-narrative”
Maimonides and Bruce Lee
What links the 12th Century mystic/philosopher/physician with the 20th Century martial artist/philosopher/actor? They are joined through their philosophical interpretation of improvement, learning and growth. This all started with me writing about a recent incident at work and was followed by a discussion on quality improvement and learning. If you step sideways, you can connect theContinue reading “Maimonides and Bruce Lee”
Dr Rod’s Odd Blog (almondemotion) 