old men waffle.....
they must answer

'''When one is
young
Love.....

and

when one gets
old.....

Be Loved.....

Then see the smiles
all over
so

My life's purpose

My whole
purpose in life
has been to make
all
smile

Friends and foes
alike
so smile

Glad for you all are
young men and girls
you must always
smile

I have passed
a lifetime...
making others
smile
they all laugh
at me

flat horizon crouches
beyond towns broken concrete walkways
Night rigs stainless trailers gleam
hot molten dusk
shimmering in the distance falling
Desert reds burning ochre in the light
traffic tires scorched Gekko runways
utility poles march like deities crosses

Katushka

The Cure

i pray for you often
your picture is on my fridge, on my shelf, and in my heart
i must stay strong, for there is a broken world out there
i keep the pain inside but i cannot forget it or bury it
i choose not to
for, rather
this pain makes me who i am today
isn't that the point of being in this broken place
through our brokenness we better understand other's brokenness and can offer healing
yes, it defines me and the passion i have inside to bring healing to this broken ball we live on

When the slithering snake strikes,
the mortal hearts lose their sight
and the thinking minds takes a hike,
desires will bloom in the wake of blight
and innocence will be stripped away
by hands that weave the fabric of sin.
The soul will soon be led astray,
the snake in the soul will claim its win.

Introduction:

I can’t say for sure if this story is true
But I’m thinking it’s time I share it with you.
The spirit of giving was put to the test
It could only survive if the world did it’s best!

Location:
The North Pole
One week before Christmas

Prologue:

‘Tis almost Christmas; St. Nick’s disappeared!
His wife found a note with a chunk of his beard.

The Note:

Hot Kerosene wash
rotors chopping the nite
Skipjack Pilot flying by
instruments
Night vision
a few tracers
that the gunships pepper
with the mini's
Loudspeakers aimed
at the ground!
over the roar of the turbine
jet engine
'Wandering Soul" etches
under the webbing
the shaking of the Huey!
Someones snuck in an
advertisement for the Chevrolet
Camaro from a dealership!
Slaps me on the shoulder
scaring the shit out of me
In the glow of the instruments

A Gothic Revival Quest