A painting of a cute little place not far from where i live called daisy nook. My Daughter jenny, said, "wow dad, look at that....you could paint it"......so i did. xx

NAKED AND COLD

The Fall

A HASTENED STREAM

I KEEP TELLING MYSELF
ITS JUST A SMILE
AND FIRST IMPRESSIONS LAST
WHERE AM I NOW
WHO AM I TO BE

I KEEP TELLING MYSELF
THEY ARE JUST EYES
THAT CANNOT HOLD ME FAST
YET I AM STILL
GLIDING ON THIS BREEZE

I KNOW I SHOULD NOT STIR
FROM STILLNESS TO DRIFTWOOD
A HEAD DETERS
THIS HEART SHOULD
BUT DOES NOT FOLLOW

TAKE CARE OF MY EVENING SUN
WHILE ALL ELSE DESERTS
AN OPEN HEART
LIES HERE RESTLESS
ON A HASTENED STREAM

waiting for the lights to change

me and my little ladies.

LOVES' LIE

NEVER HAVE WORDS
BEEN SO HARD TO ATTAIN
SINCE I FOUND LOVE
HAD LOST ITS' CLAIM
TO ETERNAL JOY
AND ENDLESS GAIN
ONLY POIGNANT TEARS
IN SAD REFRAINS
DRIP ON THE TRUTHS OF LOVE
MY PAPER STAINED