Panning for Gold - Jan. 31, 2021
all dastardly acts and inglorious behavior lay in the muck of everyone’s river along with those shiny flecks of good deeds and selfless...
all dastardly acts and inglorious behavior lay in the muck of everyone’s river along with those shiny flecks of good deeds and selfless...
I know my best years my finest years are the ones when love made such an exceptional appearance that I’ll replay them over and over for...
when I read a poem I often invite my heart to sit on my shoulder fork in hand and check out what’s being offered she’s a picky eater so...
at least once everyone should wait for a small-town train at night where shadows sit on friendless benches crickets skitter and bounce...
I see you lurking under a sliver of a moon bedraggled ghostly gray lifeless then as a cloud passes your shadows break into my...
boil your eggs soft or hard the timer decides the ticking clock turns calendars of pictures that map the distance of a lifetime water in...
on some morning hikes I’m vulnerable to those walking dead who don’t look up as we pass their claw marks of misery felt like graffiti...
she jumps off as the ball-bearing wheels whirr on her flipped ride grabs a poem from Poetry Rock sits with it in both hands head down...
a merciless sun catches me and March smiling snow melt hits the bear’s eye workday and a quick shower for me high up the mountain a very...
this night I let the moon gamble with my heart with pitfalls in my vision the day’s bankruptcies the shortage of rainbows and this bad...
I think any religion or spiritual belief can be quantified by its depth of peace width of insight stain of happiness
happy grandpa it happened today while playing with a puppy something awakened a juvenile me to pull out a box of unfettered joy and dump...
no smelly yellow stains yet perhaps my words are odorless their breath just stale wind useless targets for dogs to mark with precious...
in this world how easily love pierces the bravest chest and one-fingered takes down well-muscled resistance how dancing naked she blushes...
I said You take care and only heard goodbye tears as the door clicked shut
no place like home we sure like to vacation in and out of time don’t we? virtual destinations like past and future are ever popular I...
success is late afternoon on your Sunday boat anchored in life’s ocean today why not loosen your grip on failure and expectation take...