Was isn’t any more.Won’t know what really is.Historians keep the scorewith a clock without advancing numbers.A stream only adds to the ocean.Outside that has got…
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I have reached an age where everything seems agedfrom spotted hands to the variety of toe nail.I guess in a lifetime all turns odd and…
Comments closedI want to be with you with all your faults.Your jealous ways. Not wanting me to yell at the kids.Then you turning around and letting…
Comments closedThe sun hastens the rose.The roots waken the ruby.So it goes with countless poets.Dig them up for gold-rimmed broaches.
Comments closedYou had one eye that crossed.It was a Da Vinci touch.To compensate for the lossyou favored it too much as if you were ponderingthe latest…
Comments closedI’m about to give up.Throw in the sponge.Here comes a thoughtShall I take the plunge? Is it good enough?Shall I change the pace?Dig a little…
Comments closedI read and re-read for more meaning.Does each letter gather for some word?A long lost relative who never mattered?Excuse me while I grunt to be…
Comments closedPlurality is all?Count atoms in an inch-wide ball.Numbers alone speed off the page.Crash through walls at any stage. Perhaps there’s a link behindone word and…
Comments closedI fell once. Never again.But if I do I’ll swim.I give my best with a crooked limband walk on my elbows to win. I was…
Comments closedWhen you don’t fear the fallof a ball down the hall.And you go after itforgetting a parent a bit.And you’re on your ownin a frame…
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