by John Corbett | Mar 8, 2019 | Songs
Bits of her are disappearingWas that how her smile looked?How did her eyes exactly sparkle?I think I’m getting spookedIt’s been two weeks since I saw her lastAnd every hour now brings lessLess to mind, less memory, less recallIt could be grief, it could be...
by John Corbett | Mar 7, 2019 | Songs
She had teeth so whitePerfectly straight and neatHer skin was so softIt felt like a satin sheetShe was partial to productsBiological alchemy for her faceThey were all organic, made of flowersAnd they filled a suitcaseShe loved to travel widelyNew York, Paris and...
by John Corbett | Mar 6, 2019 | Songs
Have you ever met Deborah Jarvis?You wouldn’t forget her if you hadShe was funny, sharp and kindShe was so good, she was badShe was an actor at StratfordUnderstudied Susan WrightShe was the only apprenticeWho never went on in her own rightShe did standup comedy...
by John Corbett | Feb 23, 2019 | Songs
Murray Street’s not lovelyNo rows of handsome brickIt’s squeezed between parking stacksAnd the warehouses of the sickThe only people who go thereAre the broken and the lameThe ones who are decayingWho are being dealt out of the gameI spend a lot of time hereIt’s...
by John Corbett | Feb 18, 2019 | Songs
She looks like a wispLike a patch of mistShe has a hard timeKeeping track of thingsShe’s in bedBut not to sleepShe has her catsHer company to keepShe’s my best friendThe person I know bestMy wife, my girlShe always met the testShe’s fading nowLeaving...
by John Corbett | Jan 3, 2019 | Songs
I wrecked another Mazda 3It’s my fourth (or fifth) so farThe reason I go through so manyIs it’s such a great little carSleek and stylishLean and meanThis little rice rocket is aReal thrill machineIt corners like a mountain goatSkates like Sonya HenjeDoes...
