Ok so I am a bit OCD… The thoughts of random words tossed pell-mell on a page aggravated me. So here is a new list, all spiffy organized
Poetry
Fire and Rain
Childhood ended in fire and rainlong endless Summerslazing between logsand salty raftlaughing with friendsas we racedpell melltowards teenagerhoodwithout a careand many hopesliving momentsthat stretched foreverinto years awayfrom the
Poetry
Caught Up in The Beauty
Each breathtaking momentoxytocin rich vibrationscoursing through my veinseyes closed in the embraceof a beauty deep withinrolling over me warmand then it is goneleaving a lingering sweetnesshead to toe,music
Poetry
Scritch Scritch
Santa Claus was roundand red about the middlewhite beard flowingover straining buttonsheld up by the joyhe brought. I am no Santajust an elder geekwhite beard flowinginto my left
Recycling
Jean-eology 101
So I am doing a bit of a weed-out of the bits and bobs I have stuffed into boxes over the years. Last mini-project was the SamBag, using