My Pal Johnny

poem of loss inspired by a newspaper headline.

If I Could Tell You Anything

love note to my wife of 17 years

Adelaide

A story has too start somewhere. Most stories start at home or somewhere special too the story. Most stories start with introducing the plot or the characters.

when the heat breaks

& the thunder echoes through the night sky bringing with it tantrums of twisting rain droplets panging to & fro from one side of the roofs & blacktop, to the old metal rowboats laying

sandusky

our culture of revenge has struck another blow, locking up Sandusky & throwing away the key, knowing full well that in prison, this guy might last a year before he is stabbed a few
Cherry

a step in the right direction

GIVE A SHIT? http://solitarywatch.com/

Swimming, below zero...

We swam the lake in mid-November For a silly, madcap, dare. In the distance watched a figure. With a look of, despair… A man’s grimacing eyes, watched Fishing on the far bank

Cloudbursts

morning sun with laughter in the rain

Fun In The Sun chapter 9

She looked up in horror to see the people outside the cafe watching them. “He’s just a friend, honest,” she said with embarrassment.

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