I'll ask 'em

While they still

Know it all

Before their I.Q.

Takes a mighty fall

Cause their knowledge

Will seem tiny

As their heads

Get bald and shiny

I'll ask 'em

While they still

Know it all

I remember tomorrow

In our home full of memories

Now this house is a big lonely shell

You're nowhere in sight

It's four walls at midnight

And yesterday's ringing the bell

I found a letter in an old coat pocket
I thought of you before my brain could stop it
It’s been a long time healing
But I felt the same old feeling
Living in an old forgotten pocket

I found a letter yellowed by the ages
Your fragrance there came wafting from the pages
That memory stirs a dream
Much too bitter to redeem
All we had belongs now to the ages

I found a letter in an old coat pocket
A thought of you was there--I couldn’t block it
In  my old winter coat
The chill was in your note
I squeezed it into trash but couldn’t drop it………..

We must fill

Our short journey

With laughter          

Savor moments

So precious and brief

For time is

A hammering ocean

And life is

A vanishing reef

Let us love

As long as it feels right

Even if it fades

In the morning light

Even if it lasts

Forever and a day

Let us love

Till the new wears away

She brought to mind

The one who loved my Dad

A Guinevere in modern times

And me her Galahad

But that was the illusion

Of a non-mind reading lad

I mistook her pounding heart

That evening in my pad

We watched a film with Richard Gere

The man who drove her mad

When I misread her lust and drool

She slapped this randy lad

He waits in ambush
Down the road of time
Around some bend
Atop some lonesome hill
That black highwayman waits
To do his loathsome task
Inexorably,
The road draws closer
To this abomination
Who waits to pounce
Some tired misfortunate
Whose time runs out
I cannot dodge his keen
And ****** scythe
I'll be tremblin
Perhaps wailing with remorse
On this untimely day
At odds with my demise
For before I go
I hope to frequent
All the taverns
Quaff the potent elixirs
And dance with all
The dark eyed girls I can
To test each proven pleasure
Invent a few myself
Until I know for sure
I've had a chance to taste
The last sweet drop of life
Before that final rasp