Worry

Questions, always questions Will I? Can I? What if? Thick as grandma’s gravy Murky as dog-day waters It hangs in the air like a dense fog that fails to lift Doubts, always doubts I won’t I can’t If will happen Never positive in thought Believing in armageddon It drags its victims along through a pool of coagulated sludge Fear, always fear I submit I cringe A chill rises Tomorrow is at the forefront Yesterday still concerns It lurks in an inkyRead more

Jimi Sky

“Excuse me while I kiss the sky!” ~Jimi Hendrix~ This is not today Today is wet and gray This was yesterday A day to be outside, to play The sky was magnificent blue A slightly mystical hue The color rang true From this writer’s point of view The senses feel a high Something you cannot buy The bluest of blue’s dye This is Jimi’s sky.Read more