an old writer and his words

  • HARLECH CASTLE

    stones speak in lost tongues to sheep grazing by the wall clouds gather laughing voices of dead kings echo off cloud shrouded hills she whispers in dreams a November wind cuts deeply across the keep distant hills crying slash of claymore glinting in the morning sun bird with wings unfolded moss encrusted stones remember long…

    Lou Faber

  • SPEAKING IN TONGUES

    She said you should try astral projection.  I said I have tried transcendental meditation and even a bit of EST.  She said that biofeedback was better than most of the drugs she remembered using.  I said that tequila took far less practice if you could stand the inevitable hangover.  She said she thought that dying…

    Lou Faber