Crows feet and fine linesOften found exaggeratingTime, we can’t unwind
Polished by camp lightFor greater good of mankindRoutines sacrificed ——— I’m missing Stephen, my nail technician and all of the other little luxuries that we must forgo right now to beat covid-19.
On my paid commute I’ve seen it a time or two The California “Super Bloom” I’ve even been blindsided By the breathtaking migrants Causing an array of excitement Enthralled by the views (and news) Billions of butterflies & touristy pursuits I took this lousy picture for you
Her thorns are a mystery each a sweetbrier of history With roots running deep there’s strength in her beliefs She reaches for the sky no rhymes or reasons to justify Thriving in a cold world fighting for space to unfurl Bestowed by unique beauty I find myself beguilingly on duty Barren of emotional leaves yetContinue reading “Floss-silk”
I’ll never tire watching the blooms, or listening to the moon. I’m a constant admirer inhaling sweet perfumes while dancing to its tunes. Together they inspire cheerfully brighten my room to chase away gloom and doom.
It’s vivid colors Made my heart sing Till I saw a torn wing Steadily flapping Despite its pain Almost happily To my wonder Dismayed
It’s not a feeling of sadness It invokes a pure gladness In dazzling crystalline hues It provides clarity to views Blue doesn’t bring you down It’s the menacing grey clouds That weighs heavily up above Always pushing with a shove Tears spill over like raindrops At times it’s difficult to stop But whenContinue reading “Blue”
Perched on a barstool, I focused on the two ice cubes in my 100 proof until they melted away and left me alone with my rambling thoughts and a watered down Scotch. Far off in the distance, I heard a steady rhythm that managed to pull me out of my reverie. It was a classicalContinue reading “Pierced Heart”