Tears pitter patter
onto my waiting keyboard...
autumnal leaves makes
finding my doggy's whoopsies...
ODE TO A FLEA
It’s personal you see, between your dawg and me...
in my dreams (haiku)
i lay in her arms...
Bent like
A smile...
Finger nails, toe nails, forget the snails!
I have a tale to tell, I know that some finger...
It's been a while since I could say
That I have truly been happy...
through my grazing mind
unicorns suddenly jolt...
I open sleep filled eyes and the scent of you...
It lingers and torments beckons me from the bed...
...
I must stop putting
fourteen gallons into my...
often, a place I would be seen
was at the bus-mans club canteen...