"Sanity's not ours" she said
through the peephole in her head
(echoing the rising sun
shining for the chosen one)

"Whose then is to reason why ?"
I replied through inner-eye
(knowing well that crocodiles
seldom offer friendly smiles)

Leaving her a little short
and bringing from her this retort
"Don't forget to tie your shoes ( Read more... )

• It is a bit after 11 P.M. and well after when I would normally be asleep or close to asleep. Tonight only my tired, burning eyes are sleepy. My legs are active and I can hear my heartbeat in my ears like a kettle drum. I took a little something a few minutes ago, but no telling when it will hit. Crap.

In the night when summer is near ( Read more... )

Poor Tiger was feeling his losses
Rebuked by his sponsors and bosses
Then Elin of course
She demanded divorce
And took millions for each of his dosses

~ When the Angry Man Came ~

~*~

A quiet day like the one before
No way to know what was in store
Now some will ask forevermore

"Where were you when the angry man came ?"

The peace was shattered in a spate
Of violence born of vile hate
Leaving some to ask of their fate

"Where were you when the angry man came?"

The carols weren't as loud this year
So many souls ( Read more... )

... failure ! Once more the Arizona Cardinals that I hold so dear have failed to deliver. A 31-17 loss to the Green Bay Packers that really was not as close as the score indicates. Too many stupid mistakes and a couple really questionable calls (our running back is a scat back, not a power back, and twice instead of letting him try to use his speed ( Read more... )

in the nine
tints of tin
Caroline
hides within
the goat cheese
antidote
made of balls
set afloat
ambergris
archetypes
in the nuns'
crack pipes
 while beneath
stinky feet
the Go-go's
"got the beat"

I always get to midnight blue
Never quite sure what to do
Another day rushed through in haste
Another day just gone to waste

I always get to sunrise sad
Convinced my day's doomed to be bad
Another day I'll be depressed
Another day just like the rest

I always get to sunset worn
Feeling like my spirit's torn
Another evening left to face
Another evening lacking ( Read more... )

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I feel so old
at 52.

Yeah, another one dusts the bite and I have decided to greet the next lap around life's track stewed and  brewed (yet still, strangely, not tattooed... maybe I need to add a touch of body ink to my bucket list). Nothing important planned. Did find little 4 oz mini-pies at Wal-Mart, and I got one of ( Read more... )

Today starts the "official" Arizona summer with our first 110° F blast of the year. I am hunkered down, not really because of heat, but because I finally broke a long streak of nights without a lot of sleep. Last night was perfect, with almost 6 hours of sleep, and I plan a possible nap today just to reap the benefits.

It is not often I like an Indy ( Read more... )

Though I've long forsaken the herbal bakin', here's some advice for the takin' :

"The bong held long in sight of a throng is often seen as wrong !"

No, that is not supposed to make a lick of sense. Anyhow, I really enjoyed Troyzan's infantile, poor-pitiful-me meltdown on Survivor : One World . Nothing says "respect me" like a screaming, pathetic pity ( Read more... )