Month: October 2023

What is right, is right,
and you can try all you might,
to change that, but can’t.

Sitting in my chair,
and reclined nice and easy,
just taking my time.

I’m shooting the breeze,
and allowing it to pass through,
all i am just then.

Tension in the air,
with dark thundrous looks my way,
but i stand my ground.

The place is pact now,
and I gaze about, watching,
how the others move.

Tying my shoe lace,
for the left boot comes undone,
several times a day.

And in frustration,
I photograph the flowers,
and the passing clouds.

Hello, what is your name?
a friendly lady asks me,
as I’m going in.

There”s peace at dawn,
something hard to share sometimes,
and sometimes it’s fine.

I wander alone,
my camera is ready,
to the fleeting birds.

The trains travel slow,
and fields passby as you go,
and tea cups empty.

Coffee tastes so good,
in the early morning time,
with the rising sun.

The trouble with sin,
for it soon catches you up,
and insinuates.

Dashing for a pee,
and I made it just in time,
making quite a splash.

The door creaks open,
and there’s a breeze to be felt,
from a small window.

An old friend has passed,
I saw him a week ago,
then again today.

The ice cream is cold,
but cool and smooth to my taste,
nothing goes to waste.

Foot steps up the stairs,
and that old creaky third step,
gives their game away.

I’m a highwayman,
I take your bubles and gems,
leave the written stuff.

I am the marshal,
I catch the thieves, write them up,
periodically.