From Room Number 8

I hear the trumpet sound But is it of the sky or ground? It’s hard to find without a link When the world’s forgotten how to think And women dress for Babylon To glow and bloom and then are gone The devil moves you like a pawn You’ve been played like...

TAKE MY HAND

WHEN THE NIGHT THAT NEVER ENDS DESCENDS ON ME WHEN ALL OF MY FRIENDS LEAD ME TO DEAD ENDS WILL I FINALLY SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME TO BE? HUMBLE ME LORD, TAKE MY HAND SHELTER ME WHILE I CAN STAND LEAD ME TO THAT PROMISED LAND HEAR MY PLEA IT’S ONLY ME TAKE MY HAND ALL THE...

THE STATE OF PLAY

Let me break the news to those who haven’t awakened yet to the terrible reality of politics. There is no Left or Right anymore. There is just the craven lust for power and to keep the globalists happy in their bid to create a...

BOBBY DARIN AND THINGS (like a walk in the park)

Bobby Darin sacrificed himself to entertain us. Public adulation gave him life through one vein as much as it took from another. Once you’ve awakened that sleeping beast it can never be conquered – only lived with until that fateful day when your body...

The Songs of Robert Lloyd at Holy Trinity Church

MelbourneEast Arts Festival Robert Lloyd has served the Australian and International Arts/Music world since 1986. Beginning in Adelaide he has travelled the world performing and composing his unique music and songs. I have a couple of Robert's albums but have seen little of him live so...

When Love Dies

Loves light burns so hard, enough to meld hearts, then flickers, then dies...no one yet on Earth has figured out the wherefores or whys

OWN

I’ve never understood you But then again, I don’t understand me I got caught up in a tide That swept me out to sea All I ever wanted Was a place to call my own To find my way home But I always wake up here On my own. Words & Artwork (c) Frank...

THE RELUCTANT LEAVING (Dedicated to P.F. Sloan)

You say you’re leavin’ And you know it ain’t fair Every day I wake unto this world I’m gonna hurt that you’re not there But God knows best And God is good If you believe in Him Tonight I wish I could We said our goodbyes And now we can’t take ’em back The...

CHRISTMAS IN ST. KILDA

Harry Grivens had inherited it from his mother. An obsessive excitement about all things Christmas. His mother, Mary, would start her Christmas shopping January every year, her secret way of accruing all the magical gifts that dwarfed her illuminated pine tree every 25th. of December....

NAPOLEON IN DEFEAT

I don’t know where I’m going But I’m starting here I dueled with my demons And conquered my fear I’d reached a place Where I was at peace with myself And the joy that that brought Meant more to me than wealth To sit in the garden and feel the sun on my...