POEMS


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The year is half over…
another six months my life is gone…
what did I do…
where did I go…
what did I see…
celebrate…
how did I suffer?

Much loss has transpired…Scotty R….Stanley K
The anniversary of my Dad’s death seems to smart when least expected

I cherish my wife and marriage…
my children no longer kids, but now adults…

Buckley’s vinegar count is still high and he certainly seems to be a bottomless well of piss

I took a theater class and dipped my toe in the thespian pool…
it felt quite good…
I Journaled dreams,
wrote poems,
played drums and
spoken into open microphones on stages

My soul is richer…
my heart is a bit sadder…
fragility of life weighs, Faith grows