November 2019 – Ragbag Mind

Splat

Nov 14, 2019Toby TompkinsEssays

Splat Humphty Drumphty wanted a wall. Humphty Drumphty had a great fall. All the right wing-nuts and White-Power men Couldn’t put Humphty together again.

Hooking Up The Bar None was always lively on Friday nights, but because it was Halloween, the joint was really jumping. All the tables were taken by people in costumes: glamorous witches in pointed silk hats, wearing black lipstick and eyeliner, sat with elegant vampires in white tie and tails, their faces dead white, some

Oldie

Nov 2, 2019Toby TompkinsEssays

That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin’d choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see’st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and by