I’ve considered tossing all of my old photos of past lovers it doesn’t matter anymore, anyway? I’d do the same with yours, but they still are reasonably new almost taken yesterday, today It would be a waste of good pixels…. Advertisements Continue reading I’ve Considered
One day finished one more to go while the nights squeeze themselves in-between, One life, not knowing others only one so far, living it one day, today, one more tomorrow what I hope for, wonder if it never comes, Where would my thoughts be then? Continue reading One Day Finished
I promised to love and obey to have and to hold til death, til death What I wouldn’t do for you, what someone else can only dream what someone else can only imagine what I wouldn’t do I promised you that day when flowers adorned your hair, and all of the angels, and the heavens wept in joy and your father walked beside you and … Continue reading What I Wouldn’t Do
I sure have a fond recall of my family, back when I was growing up in my younger years. Mom did what she could to clothe and feed us, with the main emphasis being her way with food. My earliest recollection was of me and my brother, sitting on a pile of hot asphalt, when the road needed its yearly paving. I still remember how … Continue reading Eat Asphalt and Dine!
A silver coin tossed in the air falling to the ground, She held my gaze while I held my distance my stance, waiting for that coin to fall, Her long sleek form wrapped around my thoughts her dress with many colors changing, evolving, bright to dark The coin falling slowly I held out my hand, it to catch “Do you know me?” she purred her … Continue reading Spinning
Telling time by the way she spoke her measured sentences weighed down to the precise amount not a pinch over, or a thumb on the scales, She used to sit out back, looking at the mountains, as if as if something was calling her home a feeling, a prickly sensation on the back of her neck, just before the darkened clouds obscured the pictures in … Continue reading Nothing, but
The same road the same path, the meanders of my river joining the whole, making me whole The same woman the same person whose love entwined her life in mine the leaves, the vines entangled lost was I, lost in her garden The same path leading into her woods the path narrowing, the branches tearing the birds, thick like black water in the sky the … Continue reading The Same Road