Prompt 22. Choose a title from the five offered. Write a poem. I have. & it may be the best poem of my career. Either that or I am incredibly tired. But let’s go with the former. Möbius’ Strip she sure wasn’t the greatest dancer in…

Like most things, you’ve lost your charm, but keep smiling and I’ll go home with you anyway. Or at least to your car where we’ll fog the windows and smoke your last cigarette.

times like these dear M——— at times like these : my thoughts turn : once again would i have been happier : if i remained here : if i never met : never loved : never lost : you : if i stayed : where…

fable of a fairy tale One of Aesop’s foxes ; Ted, Goldilocks’ Papa Bear ; & Little Red stirring it through Soviet 60’s suburbia in the strident bright sunshine. Cinderella has run away to the city (again) & they want to bring her home (again)…

Pardon me: or 11 things you’ll never hear Presidential Candidate Drumpf say. ““An ‘extremely credible source’ has called my office and told me that Barack Obama’’s birth certificate is a fraud.” Pardon me, I’m making this shit up as I go along. “I am being…

Look at the sun, What do you see? The star, God Feel heat or a motivator? Which tells you That one will always rise again!   Look at the moon What do you see? A lover, A satellite Feel nice or strength ? Which tells…

There are many, One path is crowded, Another maybe stranded And there is one more, Which you will discover on your own.   Thinking that you lost it, or its too late Isn’t the solution, Yes we must stand up To open our own gates….

Hmmm this was tough… the not-so-scary chezzy bear he isn’t a big scary bear : he’s my sweet chezzybear : dread bearded beautiful boy poochybear wins the heart : of all who meet or greet him : even the hearts of those utterly heartless humans : who…

Everything you have brought to life is thriving keep breathing soul into all things…. It is magic really, All that has become…. Given the time constraints  

maxwell only together   a few weeks found fluffball   treeblown stormshaken   unable to fly fed you mince  so you grew cheeky & raucous   clutched my finger   sat  on my shoulder beaktangled  my hair till the devastating day i didn’t shut  …