Never never Not even once did I have a time that really sucked that later on down the road turned out to be something great Maybe maybe the next time i have a bad time will be the time it turns out great

Young wild thing where did you leave your heart? is it too late to feel? Is it too late to say you’re mine, I wonder… You were here all along, You had that look of longing like you were waiting for him to look in…

I believe my cat has been having an affair with my laptop She pretends to be disinterested, but I know better That it is no coincidence when she walks across my keys while I type If I leave my office without closing my computer She…

Sometimes   the old willow tree grows as if hands reaching up towards the fresh autumn sky

On a monsoon’s sunday morning I woke up realising I have got laundry to do.   Piled up clothes, sitting on a chair, depressed? As if they’re mocking me, with a shirt’s sleeve crumpled hiding the buttons.   Exact the way I hide my conscience,…

“I slowly stare at the blue water rushing by, As I sit down and dip my toes in the cold river, And the river keeps flowing unconcerned, Eventually I gently ease myself into the river, And bathe in its refreshing cold water, I feel the…

Shadow of the Tower   In the shadow of the Tower just beyond the Circle, practicing Tai Chi in Central Park as Bennie, Zoe, Liz, Adams, broadcast tales of criminal corruption. Empty wine bottle on nearby bench proclaims last night’s comradery, debauchery while other creatures…

The door opened and the room came into view. It was a room brought together by musicians and artists and writers and their guests. It received them. There was  no challenge as to which group was most important. The musicians wanted  audiences to hear their…

From Across The Pool   And the fire burns as the hotel shines bright   Six rescue trucks light the way, pick-up volunteers. Flash, flash, flash the window   screams, holding tightly. Lightning streaks across the sky.   Old red trucks pile in, water tanks…

I let my heart break over a lost father I barely knew all the while pinning blame to my mothers sleeve I am not sure I am ready to turn back clocks or erase pain that felt like gasoline dousing me until I caved to…