Red Green Orange Blue
have another jelly bean
-Life’s partisan fix
Mindless chewing sugar high
Replace thinking stupefy
“We’re not going to have another Watergate in our lifetime. I’m sure.”
– Bob Woodward
Deep in January
Winter’s darkness grips my soul
Leaving me empty
Ormsby – Beige, I think beige!
Taste of tempered steel
Wondering if this will hurt
Makes me pause a bit
pain again today
empty bottle discover
– Clarence Holm
I’m alone in deserted house
A room full of nothing, just echoes of a soul.
Shadows in the darkness, feelings of dread
No warmth around me, cold thoughts in control.
Pulse pounding terror flowing from my heart,
Tear streaked trepidation cold shaking hands.
Senses reeling seeking to light the space
Trusting nothing, no one understands.
No use in screaming – I’m here all alone
Facing walls of terror slashing at the air.
A dream played in darkened room
I’m betrothed to aceless solitaire.