The keyhole to her heart Was covered with Heavy chains And padlocks Anyone else Would have heeded this Unwritten Keep Out sign But he didn’t

When it looks and feels too good to be true most likely it is Never fall for the smooth words he tells you Sometime you might need to question your heart and go with your gut feeling Never let your guard down once you do…

Sixty-some years ago we ran Barefoot through the rain Rode the river rocks Down the creek again, and again Drove through mountains Wind blowing in our hair Chased fireflies and Counted falling stars and then… Fifty-some years ago we ran Headlong into reality Drove hours…

childhood was like a dream carefree, full of possibilities treasure trove of wonder and curiosity   adulthood was a harsh wake-up call to reality yet surreal truth and lies woven together   so I heard though experienced neither.

Oh I am wandering Yogini Drank a cup of this intoxicated Love What the heck Happened to My heart? I drank this cup And now I live Fully and Whole heartily In one moment I lived centuries Why did I Contacted this Illness? A wave…

He asked for three things: A bottle of Coke, a package of cheese and peanut butter crackers and a ham sandwich He hated dialysis and diabetes and kidney failure He never wanted these things… all at once   In memory of Al Eisnaugle (12/20/1946-6/22/2008, 11…

. That certain sadness of not having regrets – I’d love that.   Memories of what never happened, and of absence – I’d love that.   The dance we didn’t get to do, the fading music – I’d love that.   The rain that came…

Her wings felt papery in the wind, Her eyes dotted by black, She had never felt such a ravenous hunger,   Any minute she would pass out, Her wings would stop, And slowly she would fall to the ground,   The harsh winds threw themselves…

Wicked muse, fair-weather friend, I can’t talk to you tonight; The sounds of raindrops descend Like soft breeze on a dim light. An everyday has mussed my face, Shall I get up to brush my teeth? You tempt me with an odd verse And not…

My memory Fans the instant pictures As the images develop . . . Hayrack rides, teen lines, Walking beans, riding ten-speeds Cornfields, Westroads mall The noon whistle Friendship beads and Skateland