I got real dirty
Spring is in a big hurry
Day spent gardening
New color splashes
Greenery, white and purple
Simple extravagance
Sago palms center
Of attention cornering
Both ends for balance
Fertilized the dormant
Bulbs giving Fire Dancers hope
For annual show
Oh my aching back
The tomatoes have to wait
It’s time to relax
Sweeping in from the high-deserts
Carried in the arms of Santa Ana
Strong gusts rising shirts and skirts
Taking pollution out to sea and Tijuana
Without a cloud in sight, all blue skies
Bring out flip flops and BBQ cookouts
In winter months, California sun shines
Life here is good if there were any doubts
A native I will stay even if I moved away
I would keep coming back for a holiday
We think we know
Where we are
Until we drift so far
We don’t recognize
Ourself any more
It is what I believe and do preach
You have to fail in order to succeed
As long as you keep trying to reach
Further then you’ll always be pleased
Yet it’s different when it comes to me
Failure isn’t even a reasonable option
To consider, against my own decree
Cause its lard ass makes me nauseous
Interesting and enjoyable read; though I don’t agree with all the points this is certainly a thought provoking piece. Many of these traits are familiar in narcissistic women I know. Great post, Robert – thanks for sharing! The Ten Fatal Flaws of the Narcissist: Women’s Edition
Let us give and take
Remember, it’s an exchange
There’s only one way
To love not hate, everyday
United we’ll find a way
Rapid eye movement in the middle of the night
Reach in and wake the demon that’s dreaming
Hurry! While the angel is still alive and breathing
Drag it back to the surface and shine the light
Of day where it doesn’t stand to win the fight
