Digby
Profile
- Name
- Digby
- City
- Taipei
- Country
- Taiwan, Province Of China
- Joined
- Dec 2007
Groups
Digby is a member of A Novel Idea, Abstract Landscapes, Abstracts from Nature, All Things Poetic, Prose, Philosophical., Altered Art, Amazing Asia, Art and Stories Made For Children, Artists of the Orient, Blowing in the wind, Childhood, Colors of Water, Compassion, Courage & Friendship, Corporate Art/Themes, Dilapidated Buildings, Don't Fence Me In, Fabulous Flowers, Falling Leaves, Gaia - The Living Planet, Green!, Happy Haven, Humour Captured, In the Moment, Light and Reflection, Macro H2O , Melbourne & Victoria, Mother Nature's Finest, Motivational Posters, Nature's Macro Canvas, Night Photography, Out of the Blue, Out of the Past, Outback Australia, Petshop CS2, Photo-Zen, Portraits in Natural Light, Rain Drops, Rocks and Bones, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Skyscapes, Stairs, The Urban Environment, This is England, Travel and Adventure, Tropical Art, Twisted Tales, United Kingdom, Vibrant Plants, Windows and Doors, Working Animals and Writers' Market.
Journal Entries
I wish
Posted 7 days ago, 8 comments so far.
The Strange Machine
Posted 4 months ago, 3 comments so far.
Interviews and Other Creepy Crawlies
Posted 4 months ago, 6 comments so far.
My Father's Beer Belly Is as Fathomless as a Black Hole
Posted 4 months ago, 19 comments so far.
The Day I Met the Premier
Posted 5 months ago, 1 comment so far.
Of Beer-Can Chicken, Friends, and the Irish
Posted 5 months ago, 3 comments so far.
Art
Writings
I Am a Lemon
I am a lemon, / I am a plum, / I am a flower, / In the sun, / I am a clock, / Tick Toc Tick Toc, / I am a frog, / On a log, / I am an eagle, / I am a plane, / I am a black cloud, / In the rain, / I am…
Darryl
No fucking way. Not today. No fucking way. / Here comes the bus. / Butt it out in the gravel. / Step back. / Act normal. / Hear the air release as the door opens. / See the brittle morning sunlight …
Thick Face, Black Heart
It cuts the line at the bus stop, / Raises your gall, / Physically gives you a shove, / So that you want to lash back and give it a beating, / But it’s taken the form of an octogenarian, / So you sh…
City of Sadness
Lingering mist, clinging on mountain peaks, mingles with the rising smog to haze the lazy autumn sun. Chinese karaoke music from the 50s and 60s ricochets forlornly up the valley piercing hearts and e…
The Stick
Look down. You’ll find one by a trail if it’s from a gum tree. Or maybe you’re in luck and walking by a creek where the wind has blown so hard, it’s dropped a branch from a willow; perhaps a w…
The Kiss
It’s a hot still day in late spring. The long cool fog grass tugs at me, tempting my indolent soul to sit amongst the cats’ tails, which stretch for acres to the dam, and watch what breeze there i…
