Dragonheart

This motion is a sweet move. This is where hurt is soothed. Embattlement, pride stubborn. When proved wrong I burn. My face it is I feel kissed by the beauty I’ve seen in an eye. Sudden aware, I see a ferocity clear for you I have curiosity. My pride is a dragon I care not…

An Ode To Doug: A Rogue Hornet Who Left Me No Choice

It was a day like any other when first I encountered him. While sitting in my chair I sipped coffee whilst basking in the warm sun, taking slow drags off my cigarette. My head was looking down at my phone in my lap when I guess this little dude had decided to fly my way…

Ode To The Departed

Saturday I woke up with much chagrin at the discovery of our coffee machine failing to percolate. It’s a good thing we had a backup or my neighbors would have seen me, and all my morning glory, begging for coffee. I have decided to say a few words about the dearly departed, if I might….