Saw an angel
a moment ago
who spoke of peace
and I spoke of
being alone
and the angel
showed me
the peace
of being alone.
(c) Terrell Neuage (Adsit pre-August-1981) ~ 5-1966 New York City

this picture poem is 8 by 10 inch and is available HERE

Everyone was there
my mum who put me up for adoption then died from cancer
my mum who raised me then died from old age
my brother who still is my favourite human who died of AIDS
my girl friend who killed herself in 1987
my girl friend who killed herself in 1972
my master teacher who died of a brain tumour
my master teacher who killed herself
my dog (puppy) who chased another dog whilst in heat never to return
We shared a glass of liquid light
talked about the old days
and how strange it was
that I was still alive
when the plan had always been
that I would go first
and meet all of them
after I had set the table
for this our final meal together. 8-20-1994 Victor Harbor South Australia
though my dad (94 this year) is still doing fine up there in Clifton Park, actually but a boomarang’s toss from the woods in the photo above. Just thought I would share all this with you today.