After long day of staring at progr… My mind feels numb and worn over Like a dry, dusty, frayed covering Barely shielding my consciousness… Like a ratty blanket no longer ser…

I ONCE ENJOYED A WINE… I once knew this woman about 19… WHOSE BRANDED VERSE… WHOSE NOBLE BOUQUET… SUCH RAPTURED SIGNIFIC…

tonight i miss you though i never knew you tonight i recollect our story though i have forgotten who we wer… the day we said i do

NOT EASY TO LOVE… EVEN HARDER TO HOLD… IN THE ECHOES OF WAR…

Scene: Late fall, on a country road too s… An old man in his late 80's sits a… His only companion a journal his g… “The BOY” had come by that morni…

I have heard it said many times that if we truly love ourselves then we don’t need anyone else

Do you realize how thankful I am for our shared humanity... The knowledge that you are your own human being... not a means to an end... nor an object meant to give my life meaning... ...

So long ago You were a girl With eyes full of stars That I could lose myself in With dreams of tomorrow

sometimes i watch and wonder about how perfectly flawed WE are born

what is it about you that captured my interest was it the art of the eye or the poetry it contained was it your twin lenses

One by One The Old and the Young March into the darkness Seeking the light Carrying with them

Your smile in the morning Bright shining and ageless Full of feeling Wordlessly singing angelic song Pouring life into the day

*when asked to describe my eyes ...i suppose... from what they observe they are expressive empathic

...she finds herself on the unbeaten path her broken figure cutting the icy air as she runs

what do i know of love... i know only of my love which by day belongs to one and by night the same which through trial or death