Hanging With Beach Bums & Bashful Babes

Hanging with beach bums & bashful babesSwimming in the surf on late Spring daysColorful flavors poured gently over iceSkin glowing after hours in the pleasant rays I thought I saw a Sea Hag along the sandThough she revealed herself to be a SirenCoaxing & teasing me with her demure allureWhispering that I might be aContinue reading “Hanging With Beach Bums & Bashful Babes”

Weight Of The World

Weight of the worldFalling on my shouldersRising early to attack the dayAnother coffee – going to need to grow bolder The stress that defines lifeThe mess that we’ve madePerception fades to blackSuccumbed to the frustrations we’ve displayed Sympathetic to Atlas’ condemnationUnderstanding his modern fatePremonition this load might explodeKnowing somehow I’ll eventually drop this weight