Storm Clouds
These clouds gather Sandpaper rough Tinged with regret Heralding the storm. Sam Continue reading Storm Clouds
Month: April 2017
Some Mornings
Some mornings are simply better than others. The birds chirp mellow, smooth, instead of high pitched and whiny. The coffee smells sweeter, infusing the air with the perfect hint of hazelnut, no more, no less. The bed feels warm, like a cocoon, enveloping me in its warm embrace. The children sleep in, so there are … Continue reading Some Mornings
Green Light & Dancing Man
“Dance, or fade out.” It wasn’t supposed to be this way, this waiting at a green light. And for what? I craned my neck to see around the SUV ahead of me, but I had nothing on which to focus my anger. I was just about to lay on my horn with gusto when I … Continue reading Green Light & Dancing Man
The Last Bench
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“I’m on my way. Driving at ninety down those country lanes, singing to ‘Tiny Dancer.’ And I miss the way you make me feel, and it’s real. We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill.” ~Ed Sheeran It’s no surprise that I like to sing. Check out my youTube channel I’m about to … Continue reading 13186
“Do You Beverage?”
“Do you beverage?” she asked me, and I said yes because I wanted her to think I was cool. Six beers later I was tipsy, a bit off my game, so I admitted to her the only reason I said yes, and she didn’t laugh as I thought she might. Instead she took my keys … Continue reading “Do You Beverage?”
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