Monthly Archives: March 2012

Misery                       Going                          Finish I’ve                              On                              When Been                            A               … Continue reading →

I see the minds of this generation being destroyed electronically. Do any of these youngsters know how to spell? I thought proper spelling and grammar were crucial to getting any kind of employment. I try to read “texted” messages printed … Continue reading →

My thinking Is slightly retarding Time takes the process Meanwhile Memories will sift Some say it’s a gift Others Slice their wrists A creative edge Let’s say Revenge And a surprise binge To myself With lies Under the sheets I … Continue reading →

As a child A little more than wild Jumping into water Without an adult spotter Off a deck Into a lake Kept my group always awake Backyard pools Breaking all the rules Later I learn Dad’s concern He can’t swim … Continue reading →

Let the children be what they will be, not what we assume they should be.  Our lineage will never emulate us unless it is what they desire to make of themselves.  Love them more than your capacity for love seems … Continue reading →

When we were kids growing up during the summer holidays, we knew joy.  Going downtown to the Saturday matinée movies, hooray!  The trumpet sounds as the cavalry charged to the rescue in the very nick of time…or…Tarzan swinging in on … Continue reading →

Off sad back on glad I don’t feel bad Sad no more My feet can’t touch the floor Extra strength At any length Ideas a-snapping And overlapping Talk Walk Non-stop Indestructible I will do it all Naked

Depressed I will forget Oh, wait I’ll be the one upset Again Long past needing you friend I’ve gone insane I stop only to complain I’ll even forget my name And be the one to blame Now I feel shame … Continue reading →

The bell clangs. Men and women filter through the door and take their assigned seats. There is a call to order–Hey man, I’ll have a Big Mac and a caffeine-free diet Coke!! Oops, wrong type of order. At the front … Continue reading →

The clock, visible, accessible to every open-minded variable to thought, Creation begins with every tick-tock Out of body, gassing a deciding provision, a spirit, half broken, clear view to prey Battle fatigued, its essence is all it’s got Seeking security, … Continue reading →