the weather feels,
moody...
THE PASSING STAGES OF A FAMILIE’S LIFE
Stage one; born helpless, life sustained, by...
much ado about nothing (haiku)
wake to radio...
Drudgedly hung
The harp-bow strums...
In the dark hours a quill dips into ink
A pen scribbles insane thoughts...
It is not the heart
that suffers most...
RHYMES RULE OUR LIVES!
Think about it, you just can’t put rhymes away...
I haven't felt this close
to an anxiety attack in months...
like paris, france? (haiku)
swing, francewa liked...
I work alone,
but I am part of a team...
As a sit back in the seat I listen to you speak...
She who puts herself together
with perfection is hiding the secret...