When I graduated from school I thought I knew a lot. Turns out I knew practically nothing. What a dangerous age to be A wonder we survive our youth.
Category: time
Her Husband’s Pants
He came home from the hospital This still young man in his early 50s Took his pants off and tossed them over a chair A short time later he was dead. Those pants were not touched for a number of years His wife feared that if they were ever removed she would lose the memory …
Golden Years
Memories remind me that I have lived.
Like It Once Was
I want it to be as if it were the very first time. As if love was still a mystery. Like adolescents who marvel at the wonder of it all. This taboo, grown up thing I want it to be like it was then- beautiful and brand new. A time to explore, to discover, this …
The Case Of The Revolting Clocks
My clocks are revolting It is Daylight Saving Time All my clocks refuse to change No matter how many times I turn the dial on the back The hands will not move Digital numbers revert back to what they were Metal gears inside won't budge My wind up watch stubbornly remains unwound I listen closely …
A Man With Class
I like the time when men were more dapper. Refined. Debonair. When they carried classy objects in their pockets. Without them they weren't ready for the day. A pocket watch on a chain became necessary for the man of means in case he met a lady who inquired as to the time. "Two minutes after …
Whosoever Will, May Come 