I would marry you every day that I live Every day to drain that sweet intoxicating nectar from your eyes From your mouth. Your brown skin shimmer with the nectar, your nectar My fingers tickle the bow strings of my Cello Dvorak appears but its Schubert’s Serenade I hear. Emotions taze me, taze me and I can’t die, love does not die it seeps into my pores And make me cry. How simple it is to love. Schubert’s Serenade…
The fiftieth log on my blog is very Grimm. Grimmer than death itself, I write that and laugh…what is grimmer than death when it comes to call? That moment before you die and you then know how you will die. then you feel the scorch, how shocking!! You will never get old like me, is that good? I have no answer because I can’t answer the paradox. I am reminded of the morning I confronted death as he chased me…
Is that all there is? Is that all we have? How is America great again? tell me, tell me, I want to know. aaaah, the hole in his stomach running red it bubbles while his hand jerks and twitches his eyelids have come down like shades, twitch some more, the legs twitch as the life creeps up from them to exit from the top of his body. Strange fruit, fallen from the tree of life, strange fruit black and red. great…
Though the cup may seem empty, and you feel the silence bearing down much like fingers kneading your unyielding skull, though your chest pressure is more than negative still breathe, breath is life, breath is hope, breathing conjures tomorrow when all might be renewed, another day, another sorrow, another round of laughter at the cooler where eyes dance with desire and lies come easily, hold on to that thing within life is sometimes silent like death be still, just listen,…
It was an unusual pain. Cameron gave a pause from peeling the onion. A very small onion that had her wondering why it matured and yet remained so small. A second twinge, then a run, then another twinge. Her shoulder hurt like there was arthritis, yet in the past her doctors had said she did not have arthritis. A thought came to her in a flash. Heart attack! Cameron wasn’t sure if she was making a statement or…
Pearl’s eyeballs were dry and felt very grainy when she looked up, down, or sideways. The grainy feeling made her wonder if there had been a dust storm as it was so bad. Pearl made an appointment to see the eye doctor and he looked around in her eye with his many gadgets and at the end of the examination, he told her that she had dry eyes. This he said, was a result of spending too much time…
It is no secret that I love the sport called Golf. It is no secret that I love Eldrick Tont Woods, arguably the greatest player of the sport since its inception as a competitive event. I love the man and I love the champion Golfer. I love the man because I just love him. His approach to his life’s’ work which is golf, is extraordinary and I admire him. The discipline that he brings to the game, how he…
I am told almost daily that I need to go on the outside more often. I am beginning to yield to the encouragements I am receiving. Sadly when I do, the experience is less than stellar. I don’t expect bells to herald my coming or to find flowers strewn in my path, but can I not be harassed? Recently I yielded to the voices and at precisely 11 am, on Monday may 9th 2016, I took a stroll to…