Striped shirt Polka dot pant Would you be intrested in Listening to my rant? French fries Garlic dip Lets talk I love to gossip Faded jeans Old shoes Thanks to my pizza love I got a lot of weight to lose Pink tiles White edges…

The spider blocks the way out of the shower, holding the curtains corner with Seven of eight, with the last we waves me out, “you may pass, none of us mean harm here.”

The fourth quarter of the year When the tropical wind stooped down To give way to arctic cold wind The wind is freezing cold while, The autumn are bursting in colorful tapestry. From red, orange, yellow, green, brown purple and pink. But, when the fall…

Bringing forth the vital colors of existence, portrayed in bleeding masses spilling over confining lines of shape. Abstract illusions falling in and out of view, where mystery dances a wild macabre in the swirling plumes of purple and green. Black absence, a deep, smoky emptiness…

Green is the color of grass when do we see? we hardly look down. the world in a rush. On a metal bench nowhere to look its gray lonely floor I longed for green grass. Its scent filled my nostrils I missed it so much…

If we could agree on a nice shade of grey, The world would be a much better place.

Silence not without sound, Space is not empty And darkness has light to be found Seeing darkness, I know light. Hearing silence, I know music. Touching emptiness, I let go of myself.

Here, shadow and light Revealed in my heart’s forest Now, breeze through the trees

SO Hot Outside! I gently touch The blues and reds. Beautiful Swirl of purple. Surrounded by a sea Of peachy~pink. Do I feel yellow creeping in? Perhaps I see some green? Not yet time For skin to show. Put on my turtleneck Good to Go….

Ears burn inside. Trying to heal. My head frets, Like a dry guitar, “What’s it like getting old?” Fat puddles in the mirror. Ugly? I don’t know. Pretty is as pretty rare, really. There it is. 90 seconds closer. I never knew my clock could…