When I cannot see youI feel the pain of a thousand nailspressing against the small of my back,like a decaying bed of rose thorns. When I am not near youI can’t appreciate your perfume,a blend of cherish and devotionwith a hint of constant affection. When I cannot kiss youmy lips become chapped for your [...]
I never thought I'd be in a gang. You see I was never too cool To hang with the right group in school. There were the jocks with their smelly socks. There were the nerds making paper birds. There were the cheerleaders secretly smoking heaters. There were the potheads singing the Grateful dead. Yet [...]
To Me: Over six months since I have written anything on my website. Perhaps tonight I should write. Perhaps I've been feeling uninspired. Perhaps I was just tired. Perhaps it was a job coming to an end. Perhaps it was me who needed to mend. My fingers they've been hurting. My mind not nurturing. [...]
I Wrote This With You I fear my memory with be forgotten by the sunlight. I remain curious even thought we are at a stalemate. Excuse my brevity as with fun comes a soothing new thirst. Yet I fear your silence, as a fresh mind can yield faith in love. I'm not a curmudgeon [...]
Today's Cinqku Challenge is to write a cinqku poem using the word 'key.' When I think of a key, there are many different ways to use this word for the Cinqku Challenge. Perhaps it is a key that unlocks a mystery. Perhaps it is a key of a piano that was once tickled from young, now [...]
I never knew what Love was until One January day on a Very cold night I Eventually said hello. You have been my everything for Over twenty years, while being Unbelievable to me.
In the end the heart does stop beating. Yet a legacy lives for time.
Every time together, I again fall in love with you.
Change is inevitable, yet why do we save the past?
Always glad when I can play golf with my lads.
Tonight my lad graduates from a boy to a man.
The smoked salmon is done, soon dinner will have begun.
Friendships can grow like weeds and leaves, then they die.
I am indeed feeling a little long in the tooth.
It's a beautiful day to say goodbye to бабушка Мира.