REMINISCE Of THE SQUALL’S MIST

Time has a way with seasons Winter Summer Spring and Fall Looking back Some folks show Warm kinship Plant seeds Of real friendship While others Bitterly cold Brusque Outer space From whence cometh the squall? Did they really Knoweth me At all? Sensible sensibilities Intact on a clean NYC downtown toilers train Musing beside theContinue reading “REMINISCE Of THE SQUALL’S MIST”

THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF SENOR TOM TURKEY

I watched with awe As you came ashore After sailing from far far away lands You built your towns On none were frowns With sheer grit Determination Faith And bare hands I figured that one fateful day Where we would play And share our future destiny as friends For that fateful chance To laugh andContinue reading “THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF SENOR TOM TURKEY”

The Play Is The Thing

Blessings Man! Many have treated my creative endeavors As if it were cursed You were always there supporting me From the first I will always remember Your steadfast support Even whilst I am riding in the hearse! Until then Old friend I will continue to be inventively immersed In Life Some will always think OfContinue reading “The Play Is The Thing”