I thought it rained more The river runs slowly Low And clear Last afternoon with thick black clouds Wind picking up No relief from swelter Thunder rumbles Like when we were told God’s bowling up there I forget with whom Lightening strikes Pause And BOOM It rained for five minutes How’s that? No relief from … Continue reading
Open your eyes pretty face The day has begun The morning has won Stretch out and take my embrace For you there is fun Outside is the sun Pull down the sheets hear my case There’s much to be done Together as one A cafe for you and a vase Walk slowly not run Your … Continue reading
spooky misty rainy dark it’s six thirty two am sun streak’s broken in hindsight quite a streak much better to stay dry lie still close my eyes go back to sleep.
It’s a really calm Sunday morning. I hardly get a greater pleasure. The other night I celebrated the summer solstice my own way, simply by staying up late. I wanted to be one with the last light of the longest day. Seriously. Around 10:30 I gave it up for night and went inside, although the almost … Continue reading
hello there sunshine open your sleepy eyes now it’s time to wake up good morning dreamer the night’s done and it’s daytime and there’s lots to do or nothing at all the coffee’s prepared the newspaper just got here the birds are singing they have a song that’s for you just to say welcome morning’s … Continue reading
It’s 5am. Tomorrow at this time it’ll be 4am. That’ll be the new “real time”, you know the whole spring ahead, fall behind thing? No need to poke holes or analyze that whole concept really, I mean it is what it is. Man toying with nature. I do welcome it getting light out earlier though, … Continue reading
i’ll see you next time in the morning we’ll be together again in the day until then i bid you good tidings and for all that i wish for a lot that and more when the sun does come up and the dark turns to dawn i’ll be there my heart jumps for joy in … Continue reading
He finally left and she laid still in the bed. The goings-on of last night left her with a restless and unfitful sleep. Not restorative. When he sat in the kitchen with his morning coffee, she kept her eyes closed, pretending she wasn’t awake, She didn’t want to have to look at him, look him … Continue reading
Open your eyes pretty face The day has begun The morning has won Stretch out and take my embrace For you there is fun Outside is the sun Pull down the sheets hear my case There’s much to be done Together as one A cafe for you and a vase Walk slowly not run Your … Continue reading
Pete Armetta 