Ready
How ready
stands the good heart
snark
satire, pleasing satin
the cloth that covers
the skin that
shivers
to be better than
better than
the other
Billions, and counting
yet the stars
are singular
human, even
good hearts, fail
Scenarios blossom
to hell, the preference'
No
the wrong path
does not lead, nor help in speed
"I've been watching politics a long time and I've never seen anything like the Hillaryites' incapacity to make an argument for their candidate." -- Doug Henwood
You can not gab the air
You can not grab the air...
You can not say I’m sorry, easily, when it’s too late.
Madison Avenue rebates
possess no oxygen.
We all scream for ice-cream
holding on to each other, melting away
as the Big, sugar cone is filled.
The Captain has no rudder
as long as Bulls run in the narrow street
Shuttering
gasping for “Starry Nights.”
You can not grab the air
Oh, praise the good, 40 million copies sold in 1960.
Back against the wall; ask for charity? Running out of choices; damn me for not planning.
Wanting a conversation beyond politics; I do. Vignettes.
Good morning good people
Monday morning quote:
We all walk life's trail to the end. Some fall a lot, some race through, some timidly step, many are handicapped from the beginning; others are along the way; most follow the leader and into hell quite often. A few go it alone.
Good morning good people
Monday morning poetry
Piano Concerto No. 21
Monday morning quote
Good morning good people
Monday morning humor: The Wrapping Department
"Let er roll."
Monday morning headlines
