The Great Unwinding – 17th May 2024

Shared with No Theme Thursday picture prompt and somewhat inspired after reading Divine Providence by Judy Dykstra Brown. After humanity ceases, the world will still be here.

Time didn’t stop, just the clocks;

the winders wandered off.

Mad monks meditated

buried under a tomb of rocks.

The fat ladies have sung after supper,

“This is the end,
my friend”,

winding down the winder-upper.

That’s about the yin and yang

of it, forever keeps on coming;

trees still fall in the forest,

but all the poets are dead.

A Bucketful Of Sand – 24th April 2025


When you left, I promised myself
to build us a mountain
for our future;

each day, a bucketful of sand;
building this monument
towards the sky.

When you return, in my dreaming,
your journeys at an end;
together then;

each day, the winds of time will take
a bucketful of sand,
until it’s gone

Shared with Momoetry April Poet Month challenge – ekphrastic and WDYS #285 picture prompt and the idea came after reading Time Passes here


Charlie Zero The Poet Music picks & Reviews #19 and my quick thoughts:

Trepaneringsritualen – Getting Neubauten and Keuhkot vibes from this. As others mention at bandcamp – riveting, terrifying, menacing! A good Thursday morning downer.

Haunted Horses – If this was the first time I heard this style or genre then I would love this. Very good.

Gay Beast – This is my kinda thing and already familiar to me. I’m always looking for more music along these lines.

Lunar Mistake – I like this, it could grow on me. The vocals put me off on the first song but are nice on others. Kinda soft-prog. Gonna listen some more.

Atrium Carceri – I don’t have time for this. I’m not a young man anymore. I get all the ambient noise I want at 8 pm in my jungle village.

Unlovable II – 1st February 2025

It felt like love, at least it seemed that way to me
Circumstances made it lighter than it should be
Now we have both learned to carry it differently

Our love was brittle, so as I saw new chances
We both became victims of those circumstances
A quiet candle burns, a little flame still dances

A true story though truth changes over time. Unlovable can be found here.
Inspired by this post on Instagram by muskurahateinn.

It Was Told – 19th November 2024

Time out of mind, the rock of ages
The time of our lives was to be had
Foretold on ageing faded pages
Three heads good, foreheads bad

Sands a-trickle made to measure
Losing track as the dawn is cracking
Always racing towards some leisure
Begged and borrowed to be slacking

It’s up, beyond a blue moon hiding
To weave a future, past and pleasant
Dropped stitches will do their biding
When Nick manifests in the present

Shared with No Theme Thursday picture prompt (above) and Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Foretelling

Endless Summers – 25th October 2024

The endless summer must end
Towards the golden autumn bend
Those long lazy days are sweet
Becoming tedious without retreat

Permanent vacations missing
Excitements of first-time kissing
Anxious to be happy, here and now
Only the winter’s balance allow

So the endless summer ends
Wrapped up tight with fellow friends
Nostalgic and happy to reminisce
Awaiting next year’s sunlit kiss

Inspired by this poetic post at Spinning Visions

Suddenly, Time Passes – 28th June 2024

A sip on a brandy to warm before bed
All the weekly beers still kept in the shed
Put on another log to keep the fire burning
The grandfather clock chimes our time turning

Another Sunday roast, all sat at the table
A quiet word for all being so grateful
Once were children running around playful
Suddenly, time passes and no longer able

Inspired by Existential Comics 249 and my own formative years living at my grandparents’ house.


Today I’m feeling:

Great (once I got to school).  I skipped exercise this morning and opted for an extra 30 minutes of rest.

Most of this week I’ve been waking up a little before my alarm but today was a sudden jolt and I took the lazy option.  I know that I could’ve pushed through but thought that tonight I would not be able to relax so much as friends and family will be over to celebrate Amy’s birthday.

Once at school, there was a very good feeling as students prepared for Teacher’s Day to pay respect to us (though us farang teachers are not particularly included).

Baipad was back at school and happily showed me all the videos that she had taken at Chiang Mai Zoo.  When I commented that she wasn’t in any videos or pictures she said that she didn’t like having her picture taken.  I was like that too at her age but wish that I had more photos of myself from then.

Today I’m grateful for:

All the well wishes that I got from students throughout today, for Teachers Day.

The best thing about today was:

Dutchie asked me if he could call me P’Shaun instead of Kru Shaun. I didn’t think much about it at the time and said to call me anything except Lung Shaun! 

P’ indicates something along the lines of older brother whilst Lung is uncle (usually associated with being old). 

I wonder what their thinking is behind wanting to call me this but I’m taking it as a positive, that the kids feel that I am more a brother than a teacher.

What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?

We had a nice big party that Amy told me she finished at 3.30 am. I crashed at around 11 pm I think, after having my first alcohol of the year, opening the Glenfiddich that Amy bought for me last year.  The party meant I didn’t do any writing until now (Saturday morning) sitting at Utopia.

Something I learned today?

Bruno talked with Takky about applying for a bachelor’s at MFU. I wonder if he will follow through.

What is my favourite time of day?

My favourite time of day is usually the one that I’m in.  

I try to make the best of whatever the situation may be.  Getting up early for school or to travel, staying up late to read or watch something interesting.  Stinking hot in the classroom or in an air-conned room.  

Day or night, it’s all alright.

August took this picture because she called me over to play selfies. 

Dancing In The Street – 25th May 2024

I used to enjoy the dance of days
Seized each second in many ways
Yet the sunshine never stays
– And here I am contemplating

I’d foxtrot my way through the rains
Tango a message that explains
Until only a rumba remains
– To leave the fat lady waiting

Waited she did until too late
I could not escape this certain fate
And ever since that fatal date
– I walk the streets alone

Thinking of a flamenco strut
Dressed and shaved, hair clean cut
Nowadays I’m anything but
– Can’t even dance on home

Submitted to No Theme Thursday and Ovi Poetry Challenge 49


Today I’m feeling:

My usual Saturday morning tired already.  It’s only been a three-day workweek for me too.

Last night I felt kinda invincible. Throw anything at me and I can do it.

Come the morning and I can feel my brain struggling to connect things together. As I was reading about John Lee Hooker and BB King I was thinking about something else entirely and I can barely remember either.

Quick coffees today as we will take Nong Na out for lunch to thank her for taking care of our cats last weekend.

Today I’m grateful for:

Taking the time to go to the city for lunch, picking up Na on the way.  We got to the hotpot restaurant at 12 and I couldn’t believe that it was 2 pm when we had finished.  Time went so quick and I was very relaxed.

The best thing about today was:

The mix of the hotpot soup that soaked into the rolled-up tofu sheets, then dipped into a peanut and sesame oil sauce with chopped garlic and then a sip of some Chinese milk drink to take off the heat.  Awesome!

The staff were concerned that the soup would be too spicy for me but to be honest I could’ve done with some more Sichuan peppers in there!

What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?

As seems to be getting more normal these days, time is out of my control and disappearing faster than I would like.  I sat in my room after lunch and started investigating a cento poem, which required looking through lots of other people’s poetry to pick out lines from.

Doing that and catching up on some other poetry reading evaporated 3 or 4 hours and I didn’t end up coming up with anything for the cento yet.  I still need to collect more before trying to put it together.

Something I learned today?

The USA has threatened the capability to shut down chip manufacturing in Taiwan if China should invade.  The short-sightedness of the threat is incredible as it would mostly affect USA products such as Apple, nVidia etc.

There’s a lot of crazy in the world right now, perhaps I should stop looking.

Review your acts, and then for vile deeds chide yourself, for good be glad. — Discourses 3.10

We drove to pick up Nong Na this morning as there was a bit of rain around and I drove us to the city and back.  Whilst Amy paid for lunch I paid for the durian bingsu dessert.

I also picked up a couple of 20 baht Japanese toys for Baipad and NamHom whilst at the bingsu shop.

Nong Fah took these pictures because Anchan was sleeping in class like this! I asked her later about it and she told me that Kru Ren doesn’t know anything about teaching and is difficult to understand! The kids are smart enough to know their education sucks but don’t know how to get out of it and the culture here is not to question those seen as above you.