The laugh came
But held
In the tongue
Bit from the words
Of comedy
Flung on the moment
The delirium
At question was no longer
At bay
And the laughter came
Running
Away
Quizzical Delirium
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Monthly Archives: March 2024
Flawless
The flawless morning
Of subtle hues
Of pink and yellow
Bring on the day
Upon which
A foundation
Of light is laid
To start with the hopes
Of something
New
The Snow
A storm
Of proportions
Unknown
So hold your hands
Tight
Don’t look outside
And take heed
To the warnings
Of the night
Lost Connections
In time
Life will die
But in the passing
Of seconds
We lose
Our recollection
Of the beautful
Connections
Made along the way
I hope to remember these hopes
As I grow old
Table Thoughts
Nothing more
Or less
Than the idles
Of the hands
At the table
Waiting for direction
For the hopes of
A decision
Will come in time
But only then
Will the path become clear
A Cup of Songwriting 