Play the hand

Time is a healerLife is a dirty dealerPlay the hand, bet smartWinning ultimately, an artTime is short, per seGet to doing it, today

Rambling cinquain 03/28/23

one downa few to golife has its ways, for surebegging, stealing, nah just borrowstill infeelinganother day playing the gameblessed, grateful, humble yeshappy, I guessindeed

Simple haiku

sweet apples and cheesecheapo wine flowing with easea little more, pleaseWaking, walking soonMy head throbbing before noonKeep calm, get it doneWarm days, sun and funMoonlight swimming in the nightJust around the bend

Again

There it is againSnow, white swirling down, aroundSome piled on the ground

Some Sun

We’ll take some sunWhile we are moving, forwardNever looking back

Rambling cinquains

Inside warm, inviting a cozy fire crackles away from deception, almost at home A throne challenged anew stands resolute, mighty judging fate as sound, not lacking Resolved Aground wrecked long ago once a mighty vessel sailing calm and menacing seas tall ship Rambling cinquains

Asinine State

All men have said, maybeBy the age of fifty, to the dayThe current state of politics, at bestIs the most asinine mess.True for me, I say without gleeAs this year, I became fifty

More Humble Cinquain

RegretEasy to doForgiveness, not so muchTrying to reconcile that nowAlwaysWorkingStriving for itMaking the most of itAny small success, satisfiesThe worldTalkingThat is progressSo much silence, alasDid little to solve our problemsIn tune

Waltz

Not so idle hands will often betray words that ring hollow. We’ve heard it all before. Now you have to show me. No time for lectures. You chose your vice, I’m damn sure going to have mine. A heavy heart lashes out, still finding no solace. I can admit to sin. Words can be […]

The Plunge

The plunge into madness complete, the visions suspect at best. One moment, the day is clear, white puffy clouds filling a sky so blue and bright, it burns the fingertips of the soul. In just an instant the same world plummets into darkness, a void in which nothingness reigns supreme, from a throne forged from