There have been times when the only piece of paper I could write on was a beer napkin, stained and not, or a piece of note paper from a contractor. Below are bits I’ve written over the years. Unlike most of my poetry and prose, these snippets don’t have dates attributed to them. Enjoy.
How Scary Should Trust Be As I contemplate the mysteries of my relationship, I can’t help wondering if I asked all the right questions. I wonder too, if I vested trust too soon. I’m scared. |
Time to smile This is what I need A bit of joy, happiness Just enough to plant the seed. From the seed, beauty grows. A moment of brilliance, creativity. Building to a crescendo |
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The end is come After all this time You knew it was over It became a crime Try as we might We missed each other When we saw we ended We asked “Why bother?” |
Courage and Grace Graceful as a bird on wing – Courageous as a seafarer without a sextant. Flying in the face of danger – Sailing stormy seas without flinching. Grammy was grace in motion; Piss and vinegar to the gills. Advice as always easy. It was free without asking. Grace under pressure is courage realized. Courage under pressure is pure strength. |