Those Secret Feelings

never saying

hello.

never saying

goodbye.

not a word

spoken.

infatuation in vain.

secret feelings

never coming

to fruition.

the unattainable

are not available

nor ever will be.

so many

who are available

so willing to

take their place

in a world

where

‘nice’

is

never

sexy.

funny how

scarcity rules

so many

in their

yearnings

for love,

attention and

approval.

such

a

waste

of

living.

the loneliness

of falling

for

someone

who

will never

be

embraced

is

and will

always

be

the

legacy

of

youth.

I

remember

old

heartaches

well.

all those

‘old flames’

who

had

never

come to

pass.

no

more

in

number

than

fingers

on

a

single

hand.

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Hills of Lorelei

what you expected

I have

not given.

forgive me

not

I have

been gone Continue reading Hills of Lorelei

Rowing my Boat Up the Stream

Doves drink from my birdbath

I think I will have a sip, too

after that atomic bomb aftermath

blast

lizards bathe in the warmth

holding on with their tiny

claws on the side of

my sunlit brick wall

don’t let the door hit me in my Continue reading Rowing my Boat Up the Stream

My Cat and the Dove

I woke,

opened

my vertical

blinds

and looked out

and there was my dove.

it didn’t have its partner.

they haven’t been together

for some time now.

I believe

they do pair for life

once they have decided.

I wondered what had happened.

the other day I noticed Continue reading My Cat and the Dove

Hot Burning Sand in Your Face

There you are

enjoying yourself at the beach

on a warm breezy day

minding your own business

when the bully suddenly appears

before you

he towers above ten feet tall

darking the sun

casting a shadow over you.

you wonder what you did to him Continue reading Hot Burning Sand in Your Face