Thursday, May 26, 2011

We lay

We lay in
a jumbled heap
naked and grinning

Three Word Wednesday - grin, jumble, naked


Every morning I prune and preen
in front of a mirror
that does not reflect the truth

Poetic Bloomings - Fruits of our labors

Wednesday, May 25, 2011


It occurs to me that
the currency I
so carelessly spend is not

money, but moments. Like this
one right now.
And now. And, yes, now.

Spending my self on things
I don't love
and people I never will.

Poetic Asides -- priorities

Sunday, May 15, 2011

I surrender

In love and in war
the white flag
is often the bravest move

Sunday Scribblings - surrender

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