Monday, April 19, 2010


My first running race a 6k.
I finished #5 in my age category!

Thursday, April 15, 2010


It's lonely here without you
zorro just hangs around the house
it's lonely here without you
the garden is neglected
where the rose used to grow
vines twine around the brown patches
even though spring is blooming everywhere
the sidewalk is cracked in front of your house
and i call your name and it echoes
along the hedge row
along the fence
it's lonely here
without you
tomorrow comes too soon
i was just remembering yesterday when I woke up
wrote you a letter
and called your phone
it's lonely here without you
seems to be a week or so
but i still try to remember the sight of you
the smell of you
the thought of you
I haven't been myself these days I haven't thought
of me these days
one thing
to do
tomorrow is
sit here on my own - watch the spring turn to summer and the fall lumber on
i can't remember the mess i made
i can't remember the haste escape
i left the house
didn't make the bed
just walked on the cracked street
back street
crack street
it's lonely here
without you

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

jane behind the curtain

jane behind the curtain
April 2010 - j.conrader

switch back
the light
from behind the curtain
jane is hiding there

her blonde hair is hanging
in her face
a rumpled lace collar around her neck
black worn fabric fitted against her chest
now where has she gone

we searched the white kitchen
we searched the grand hall
we searched the dark dining room
the locked closet
the empty cell

where has she gone


hiding behind the curtain

Tuesday, April 6, 2010


Fading light
in the evening
on the hills
the sun
like a beacon
in my head
as the day
turns slowly to night
the echoes
in the hillside
the echoes
following the light
as the shadows
along the trail
the light is fading
into night


Bad Day Good Day

I wander round

I wander round
as the leaves fall
and new ones grow
I wander round
in the evening
as the light grows dim
I wander round
on the pavement
as the cars go by
I wander
as the bees go flying by
I wander
in the woods
as the turkeys fly
I wander
I wander
in the noon day sun
as the hawks call from the sky
I wonder why I wander
I wander on by