Nothing reduces
to groveling crybaby...
HI! MY NAME IS STICKY.
I’m called by many other names too, like icky...
Even when things are looking bad,
The small pleasures remain...
I thank providence
my peccadilloes were done...
in my dreams (haiku)
i lay in her arms...
Will always seem to
miss the mountains except when...
I must stop putting
fourteen gallons into my...
A TALE OF THE CLOUDS...
It starts at evening, the silent weave of scent
billowing through the door, seeping in the carpet...
When romance becomes rare
not much love in the air...
I hate Google maps
I love to discover...
It was pouring that morning
When a curious thought arose...