I Can’t Explain

I can’t explainI don’t have the frightful wordsJust know I can still feelYet my notions contain the absurd These nuisance actors lingerYouthful mistakes I always regretThe musty smell of a cracked spineOdes & reams I can never forget

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”