Friday, April 29, 2016

Failure? Either a Foe or a Friend


It is a crumpled and frustrating flat tire
That is slumped there going nowhere
Ambushes a desperate journey so dire
Hinders progress to a goal so glorious
Mightily striving to stifle the coveted bliss

Thursday, April 14, 2016

The Cunning Street Vendor

Slowly I will sneak back incognito
Back to my rightful and glorious den
Like a chameleon slowly unseen
Today one leg tomorrow the other
Now so white then as black as the night
Sure to be back on my feet on the street

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

The Dark Clouds

An intense gathering of irate clouds
So dense so heavy so dark
Banishes the sensible sun to the outskirts
Intent on raining down on the land