Squeamish

Our priorities are different.
Their is no denying it.
You can't change some one.
I have learned that.
I can only hope.
Hope, that they will grow the fuck up.

The gardener

The river bed

The river bed holds a special place in my heart.
I think fondly of it's paved walks.
Running on the river bed is so relaxing.
Replacing each foot over, I run on the its road.
Peace rushes over me pacing the river bed.
Peace quenches my thirst on my journey.
Peace fills me up.
But stink fills my lungs.

Posy

I miss my dysfunctional posy.
We would ride through lakehood
And own the place.
Every party: free entry
Every weekend: free drinks
Every day: chitchatter
Lure, hook and sinker.

The Big Game

The International Policies of Climate Change.

This all sounds like one big Monopoly game.

An Addiction

Reasons

Humming Bird

A cloud lifted me here.
It was quiet and subtle, but steady.

Fog

Dear Fog,
If I wasn't...
If I could...
Then we might...
No, we most definitely would.