Pic of the day

Pic of the day
Somehow, she's always the one up here.

Thursday, May 22, 2014


No one wins; nobody loses.
The highway of life, one gently cruises
in search of a life. Man knows not where
to look - past strife. That road, the air
holds the very thing
that many a crowned king
have wrestled with themselves
to have and hold. One delves
into the deepest recess,
where the mind denies access
searching for this long-lost truth -
Life's the road less traveled, forsooth.

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

A shared cigarette

A window, and I serenade you.
By the hand, I will kiss you.
We'll drink and watch the world smoke by
as clouds turn stars turn inky sky.

I'll talk of worlds within your eyes.
You'll talk of a life. Time flies.
In harmony; we'll feel so right.
We'll spend that one amazing night.

When dawn breaks as dreams do
I'll kiss you still and you'll coo.
At the break of light and sunlight bright,
we'll see our paths in plain sight.

There'll be, perhaps, another day:
some point in time and space. They say
that paths meant to cross, must.
Our crossing was of love and lust.