Every day I pass her
on my way to work and
she calls to me: her voice
cool and deep, she tempts me
(Lord, she tempts me!)
a little more each day.
I got nothin’ and nobody
but if I call her bluff
that ol’ river gonna make
me late for work.
Damn late.

Every day I pass her
on my way to work and
she calls to me: her voice
cool and deep, she tempts me
(Lord, she tempts me!)
a little more each day.
I got nothin’ and nobody
but if I call her bluff
that ol’ river gonna make
me late for work.
Damn late.

Thursday’s writing prompt at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie is all things bright and beautiful.
your love has brought me
all things bright and beautiful.
Nothing gold can stay—
as the poet said, but
memories are diamonds.

The prompt at dVerse Poets Pub today is Time and What if?
Remember the night
of the silver midnight moon
when the stars were
bigger and shinier than
they should have been?
What if we’d wished on the
one that had fallen—
a quicksilver flash in the sky—
instead of falling, so easily, ourselves?
What if, instead of
the straight, clear shot, we’d chosen
the other path and strolled it
hand-in-hand?
The winding, rutted, uphill trail
That would’ve given us
pause, to think and
think again.


A Song that reminds me of myself. Well! This song was written especially for me:
And then there’s this one, of course…
Your words ignite a passion deep within my soul, except when you forget to brush your teeth.
