Never let it be said
I’m one to push a point
Or if you don’t agree with me
You must be wrong
My fight is not yours
And you sure do have your flaws
Yet yours make you weak
While mine keep me strong

While flaws themselves
Don’t make up my strength
My search to correct them
Keeps me on track
While I continue
To learn and grow as I seek
You mourn your desires
And miss what you lack

So at the end of this
Are you still trying to score
Wouldn’t it be easier to let it be
With e...

I had a thought. Yeah, I know, there is probably a bunch of you typewriter comedians with a bunch of great lines you could throw at me so if your idea of a good target is a soft one, and you will feel better after it, then go right ahead. Otherwise, let me go on. The thought I had was with respect (and I do mean that in the truest sense) to numerous recent discussions regarding religion generally and Christianity in particular.

I was baptised and raised as a Catholic, raised to believe in...

Well, its after two in the morning on the first of the first 2008, at least it is here in Australia. The fireworks were fantastic and I had a great night, albeit quiet. I went with one of the boys in the band to a mates place. We sat around his pool, drank a few, played some poker and let off some fireworks of our own. Very tame, but fun none the less. Unfortunately, my darling wife was working an overnight shift and while I'm used to the odd hours she works, I missed her even more tonight....

It has been an exciting year in the Dynamaso house, filled with some major achievements and a few disappoints too. But such is life. My output here at JU has changed a lot too. Due to majar real life committments, I found I wasn't able to spend as much time here as I would have liked. I thought upgrading my home computer system would mean I could do a lot more from home but it simply hasn't been the case. I've enjoyed the feedback you've provided with regards to my poetry this year and am h...

My wife and I are planning our honeymoon at the moment, although we’ve been married five years. At the time we were married, neither of us were able to afford to have the sort of honeymoon we both wanted and to be honest, the last five years have gone by so fast, we’ve not had much time to think anymore about it.

But we are now. The plan is to travel for about three months, going first to Hawaii, then the States, then to England and Europe, India, Malaysia, and then home to Australia. We a...

Turkeys are poultry not paltry. But I digress. This is not a post about the delights of raising table birds but a message to all my friends and acquaintances here at JU.

You are wonderful people who continue to delight, confound, inspire, befuddle, humour and challenge me. I am thankful to you all and more grateful than you could ever know to call you friends.

Have a wondeful day.

She can’t tell me she knows what for
When I’m the one standing at her door
Too afraid to ring the bell in case she’s home
I’m always sitting on the steps waiting, alone
I’m in a constant state of flux
All I’m really hoping for is a relationship redux
But she is always busy with someone new
Rubbing out the chalk marks I so carefully drew
Around everything I thought we shared
Tender moments that show we cared
All these are now erased and gone
No more favourite restaurant or soppy song
...

I used to be able to take it
But my resilience has waned
I shelter behind false exuberance
I can hardly keep it contained

The light I thought I could always see
Were only spots in my eyes
The things I thought I could be
Are now too easily denied

I used to be able to fight it
Now I can hardly lift my hands
The battle I always thought I’d win
I now hardly understand

I tried to unfurl my desire’s wings
To see how high I could fly
But the higher I went all I could feel
Is emotio...

Faith, manifest
Is in her smile
Her quick eyes
Her delightful voice
I bow down
Repentant, servile
Pray that I
Will be her choice

There might be
A heavenly plane
And just as likely
There is nought
To death I’d run
Should she attain
A higher throne
In God’s court

Maladroit, clumsy
Is how I feel
When she deigns
To look my way
But I would die
Rather than reveal
How she steals
My love away

There might be
A future here
Just as chances
Are for none
But I would succumb...

It is said God, oh god, watches everywhere
If this is the case then what happened to my hair?
I had a great head about ten years ago
But now it flat out refuses to grow

I’ve also noticed something of great concern
If heaven and hell exist then I am doomed to burn
Because every demon I see is always bald
Unlike the hirsute Son of the Lord

But like that Alfred E. madman I refuse to worry
I’ve lived a good life and have done nothing to feel sorry
But before you go telling me what I ne...

The first time I came around
I learnt about pain
I learnt about pleasure
But I squandered the hours
The days, weeks, months and years
Gratifying the basest of my mortal desires

The second time I came around
I learnt about hubris
I learnt about humility
But I defied all I’d learnt
Became the product of my egotism
Preaching to all when I should have been silent

The third time I came around
I tried to be better
I tried to be simpler, purer
But I spent too much time
Congratula...

I just realised today my third anniversary as a JoeUser had passed recently (on the 27th of September, to be exact). This means my relationship with this site has lasted longer than my first marriage and, in a lot of ways, has been the sort of relationship I would have liked my first marriage to be i.e. open, honest and communicative. (Before any rush to my defence, these comments are as much directed towards a younger me as towards my first wife).

In the time I've been here I've seen many ...

What is a mid-life crisis? Am I having one right now? And who determines what is my mid-life anyway? I could be in my last days or I could live until I’m 130, for all anyone knows. So to describe these intimations of mortality as a mid-life crisis could be potentially misleading to both myself, my delicate psyche and to those around me.

These questions were raised in my thoughts after I recently received an email from a close friend who pointed towards an article posted on MSN about men a...

Okay, how would you handle this?

Near my work is a great coffee shop. A well-known ex-boxer, an Italian man with a large personality, owns the shop. His main shop has been in business since the 50’s and has a world-renowned reputation as they really do make excellent coffee. The baristas who work for him are generally very good indeed.

However, I am a soy drinker. And my order is a always a large soy flat white. Nothing too hard about this, right. Well here is where the problems star...