About this blog

In Toronto, there is a nightly news magazine called T.O. Night aimed at the commuter crowd. One of the
features that it contains is a section called Shout Out where readers can send a short message, rant, note...
to someone, or to anyone...

I started sending Shout Outs to the woman that I am in love with. Not all of them are published in
T.O. Night - and once the magazine is tossed, so too is the shout out...

Here are most of the shout outs that I have submitted - and some of my other writings to
The Lady on the Train...




Wednesday, 28 June 2023

The T-Rex


The T-Rex

I once met a T-Rex
He seemed a decent chap.
He asked me for directions
As he didn't have a map.
He said that he was going
to a place called Mount Tummuck.
And now I'm going with him.
By riding in his stomach.


 

Sunday, 18 June 2023

Masks

 


Truth

 To The Lady on the Train,

You probably won’t believe it because you’ve lied to yourself for longer than I have been able to tell you the truth. You have always been pretty. The spark that shines in your eyes has always been there. The light that radiates from your smile has always been there. You are beautiful. You have always been beautiful. Those who did not see, did not look. 

The Man in the Station

Wednesday, 14 June 2023

Okay - it needs work...

To The Lady on the Train,

Should you ever believe that your beauty as dimmed from age, or grey, or wrinkles, or any other silly cosmetic excuse, I will be here to tell you emphatically that you are wrong.

Sure it is easy to see the scars and the blemishes on the skin.

And we fight them because we fight all the demons and doubts wit
hin.

So really it isn't the hair that we dyed or rolled down our sleeves so that our scars could hide.

It isn't these outer manifestations of the lives that we lived that are to be judged as the standard of ourselves that we give.

It's the inked that's been etched into our skin that lets our inner voice out and free to sing.

It's the tears rolling down cheeks and fists clenched in a rage that show to the world how our hearts are engaged.

Its the smiles and voices whispered or lifted in song that shout to the world that we are here and we are strong. 

I see all of these things in you and infinitely more. I see in you someone I adore.
So dear lady, when all's said and done it's not just your looks over which a heart's won.

You are beautiful and this is true. But there is so much more that beauty to you.

The Man in the Station


Tuesday, 13 June 2023

A funny, unexpected thing...

To The Lady on the Train,

Because of you, I found out that I have a voice that I did not know that I possessed.

Because of you, I found out that there is a passion that I did not know could exist.

Because of you, I found out a new way of looking at the world around me.

Because of you, I found that one could be found and lost in the same moment.

Because of you, I found out what it's like to be alone with another while standing in the middle of crowd.

Because of you, I found out what an obsession can be.

Of all the unexpected happenings and consequences of knowing you, it is the minor ones that surprise me the most. 

Because of you, I found out that I have a thing for grey curly hair, half tamed and almost wild.

Because of you, I found out that eyes, and freckles, and the feel of a strength beneath soft skin can cause me hold my breath.

Because of you, I found out that I welcome the unexpected.

The Man in the Station.