Spooked

let it go shazza
they are only fingers
writing on a wall

Blush Red... Haiku Heights

i bury my face
in your beautiful flowers
intoxicating

he loves me-he loves
me not-he loves me- he loves
me not-oh well (sigh)

For The Weekend

Sydney Summer Evening

Friday night
just got back home
from a harbour swim
Wonderful
Summer breeze makes me feel fine
Blowing through the jasmin of my mind

Thought For The Weekend ( if you have nothing better to think about:)

Australian fossils. Ediacaran fossils 530 million years ago thought by some scientists to be living on land rather than in the sea?

3WW

How embarrassing!
This pink hair is
in poor taste
What !... you mean they
are permanent ?
The joke has backfired
I will never get
Julia's job now
even with my new specs

Dverse

with all the best intentions
there are things broken
that can never be mended

trying to heal things
can add more misery to injury
let sleeping dogs lie

For The Weekend

sometimes a sad melody
in the heat of the late afternoon
casts long shadows across
the dying embers of the day
and you remember

you hear their gentle laughter
you remember their sweetness
their vulnerability their goodness
the veil of hurt
that bound them together

you wanted to save them
but you could not
you turned around and walked away
you saved yourself and
it broke your heart

Haiku Heights

                                 Dr. Strangelove


Qui vit sans folie n'est pas si sage qu'il croit
Francois de la Rochefoucauld


what am i proud of?
the ability to laugh
and to be silly

no one is better
at being silly than I
oops-that may sound proud