Autumn Morn…
Tread lightly in the Autumn morn, For heavy is the burden you might have borne…
Category: Poetry
A Sweatshirt for the Soul…
Cold, always cold so I put on the sweatshirt. Sometimes the classic gray, others the navy blue. New, as they were, since I was just reminded of their classic lo...
A Little Ditty About Generosity…
When you’re in a rut, and down in a dump, There’s a little trick that will make your heart jump: Find something to give, and give it away – Yo...
Soon These Trees…
Cristian N. MORMOLOC via Compfight Soon these trees, now burdened with green, Will be resplendent with autumn sheen…
Jazz on Monday Night…
Jazz on a Monday night when I need to be asleep. Chet Baker My Buddy. Horace Silver Song for My Father. Good sounds. Transported to another era. Mellow. Laid ba...
Here’s to the Dabblers…
Kenny Louie via Compfight Here’s to the dabblers, Dilettantes, and fools, The dreamers, and schemers, And players of cool.
New and Shiny Tools…
Linus Ekenstam via Compfight New and shiny tools do not a craftsman make, When they sit, as the old, unused…
More from Tennyson…
The same monodrama by Tennyson that spoke clearly about the election prospects, shouted loudly about my own life… Ah, what shall I be at fifty Should Natu...