Smile
Poem inspired by Robert L Martin. Saw Love Cirque du Soleil show in Vegas over the weekend with Betsy and another couple. Beatles nostalgia. Great. Happy Valentines to All!
Icarus and the moth Don’t fly too high The sun will melt your wings! Don’t go near the flame Knowledge has its price
emperor’s new clothes... nth time… ...poem inspired by Hans Christia… emperor’s new clothes... nth time… not to embarrass the townspeople in their heart of hearts the crowd
live long and happy live longer live happy share the best you have sleep well stress free hostility free smile all times
My dear Brutus It is so painful... you’re sadden… Smile just to stop the hurt you gr… Your soul convoluted cries so much… Helpless can not withdraw from the…
Frankincense Auroras dance in spectrum glows Soul positive born unscorn In tandem pole life bridges halos Across the universe trumpets horn.
Plastic Earth Happy Mother’s Day Mother Nature Red terra-cotta Spanish roof tile… Like terraces of vermilion waterfa… Streaking old rose tints of twilig…
To the Autumnal equinox! A fleeting feeling & glimpse of summer with vibrant colors dazzling sunlight & unquenchable t… For a few golden moments...
Celestial In My Soul “...I played my best for Him...” Angelic drumbeats Through streams of cascading wind… Echo in my soul
long long time ago now more than ever I need her to reali… that I care for her for all the things she’s done for…
God’s helper ...in cloud nine I am every time I see the sun every time I don’t for every morning
Smiling the Smiles Senior Moments You put a pot of water on the stov… Turned on the burner to parboil ha… Chicken for dinner with some green…
alone with your dreams yes... a wonderful time on the beach reading a story... or poetry perhaps...
timelines a few million years ago humans began to evolve appeared a couple hundred thousand years recent adaptations to survive find us tod…
Until We Meet Again Beyond the Rainbow We believe. We have faith. We pray.
loving sardines... ode to St Pete… the sun kisses the moon along a serene trinity road to a congress of sardiniers cold naked white landscape gone