Eight tracks and underage,
hard rock for the teenage,
one summer eve, surrounded by kings.They rolled their tokes,
shared loose smokes,
and bragged, of sweetheart flings.I watched all night,
as they pal and fight.
Curse, and say foolish things.Like “Play it again.”
said my uncle to a friend,
as we sat, listening, to those guitar strings.
Tag: Poetry
Fall Guy
Just because, I take a breath,
leaf-peeping through autumn hues.
Chilled zephyrs race tears down a single cheek,
that dewy brisk, restorative.
I wander along the many tints and tones,
embracing change that’s before me.
Just a little further…
and I’ll catch the harvest moon winking.
Journal Entry # 56 – Define Your Path!
We must take time to define our own path. Too quickly we can find the world defining it for us.
Journal Entry # 44 – To Taste Life Twice
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect. – Anais Nin
Journal Entry # 36 – Happy Anniversary
Twice I would die for a little more once with you
– Atticus
One Day in May!
One day in May,
will forever be.
When a gift was born,
and bestowed upon me.
One day in May,
as flowers grew.
Love, true love,
that first look at you.
One day in May,
20 years now past.
Apart we’ve become,
my love outcast.
One day it may,
find a way home.
Where I’ll be waiting,
no more alone.
Still Lost – ‘took this pic on my run’
Served purpose, now kicked away.
Maybe lost, surely forgotten.
I catch my breath in thought,
thinking about your story.
How long will you lay there?
Facing the sun,
full of hope that someone comes searching.
’til then…you’ll wait.
Still Searching for My Sunset
‘Every morn…I look up for a brighter sun,
to cast away clouds that still pursue me.
Told that time will move them forward,
patience should be a friend.
Though, all I feel as I gaze toward each daily set,
is that I am still losing both.
Foggy Love
‘Blind must be the heart,
when there is so much colour…
all that’s seen is grey.’
Just One
Raindrops lost in a puddle,
I have already lost track.
A ray of light…
just one.
Earth To Ash 