Monday, November 29, 2010

poem 3

All these things have a certain effect,
and, too many are more direct.
I seek those things that must change,
but, clarity is far out of range.
Words fail, ideas crumble; and, I fall.
A cab? Yeah, I’ll make the call!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

New Stuff?

Very soon, I hope to add new, and, re-worked posts.