Friday, January 17, 2025

Not ready to go

but the fuse has been lit; the

timer ticking down.

Thursday, January 16, 2025

Cracked, chipped, and gnarled by

time, but still beautiful in 

its decrepitude 

Wednesday, January 15, 2025

My mind is empty 

today like the infinite 

space of a clean page 

Tuesday, January 14, 2025

 Confabulate life

from a half-remembered dream

or simply fake it 

Monday, January 13, 2025

Soon the parade will 

arrive with ballyhoo and 

bedlam spreading wide 

Sunday, January 12, 2025

 There, the season of 

Mardi Gras has begun, but

here it's just damn cold 

Saturday, January 11, 2025

Thoughts mirror the bleak

day of biting cold letting 

icy words slip out