DJ Graylen

Sporty

Ode to a dog

You who would kill a dog
Companion to the elderly
Protector of the strollered child
Guardian of an urban household
Defender should an intruder dare
Champion of a single woman
And solace of a single man
Running pal of autumn mornings
Warm comfort on a winter night
Playful dancer in spring sunrise
Happy swimmer cooling summer
heat
Accepting eyes in troubled times
Most guileless and truest of
friends
You who would kill
A dog
You who would kill
Love
Perhaps you, more than anyone,
Need a dog.

Reprise: art & reality

Pavel Novotný as an artist's muse

Home is the sailor...

Home is the sailor, home from the sea:

Her far-borne canvas furled
The ship pours shining on the quay
The plunder of the world.

Home is the hunter from the hill:
Fast in the boundless snare
All flesh lies taken at his will
And every fowl of air.

'Tis evening on the moorland free,
The starlit wave is still:
Home is the sailor from the sea,
The hunter from the hill.

Robert Louis Stevenson

Cocks in your face

It's a rainy, lonely day...

Rock cut & cowboy hat

Lightly toasted