Erase your ease and your comfort. Life is not always pink roses.
Tag: poet
Shiver me Timbers
Today’s a cold day.
Daylight o’er yonder breaking.
My timbers shivered….
The Fog
I brush
away the
fogged memories.
Cloudy with a chance of
tear falls….
The Human Label
The World
is placing
labels each day.
I’m proudly made in the
U.S….
The Hourglass
Time shifts,
like sands through
the hourglass.
Mind slipping into the
future….
The Purge
I sweat,
food and wine
through a clogged mind.
Life is not a workout,
enjoy….
The Demise
A beautiful day.
Elvis has left the building.
Winter’s trail burning….
How To Cure A Hangover
You know what they say?
The best thing to cure a hangover
is more wine. Wine flowing into
a glass, like unfiltered water or sports drinks
or a cup of steaming hot coffee. Perhaps the Hair
of Dog, a numbing effect, curing the pounding
of your head, like the breaking of crackers.
Grab a greasy spoon, to ease your ills,
while you fill your…
Hooray!
Winter’s last hooray.
Snowflakes falling on my head.
Dreams of Summertime….
Spring’s Soon Arrival
Soon snow turns to Spring.
Migratory flight patterns.
Snowbirds flying North….