N^Ed.word (poem, anecdote)

Let's jump on the trampoline.

Let's attack Charlie.

Let's do engineering.

Let's fierce without folly.

An EMT

coding with light.

A nude dinghy

ride at moonlight.

How about a sail?

Let's bake some bread.

Then without fail,

find a great wife to wed.

2 kids you say?

Hilary, I dare 3 more!

Christine and Charlie play.

Triplets roll on the floor.

Putting the latest Guthries to bed.

Offspring with chaos in the fray.

His name is Edward, he is Ned.

With his movements, Boston sways.

Morning Joe (poem)

Black, brown, strong, smooth, silky.

Drip it. Sip it. Cup it. Mug it. Taste it. Face it.

A pungent toasty aroma:

Invigorating, uplifting, eye-opening and stimulating.

Consume the coffee,

Stain your teeth,

dip biscotti,

turn a leaf.

Wake up. Smell the brew.

Get up. Taste it too.

Drink up. Feel it through.

Wake up! This cup's for you.

Unfiltered (poem, thought)

Walk down a hall.
Drift through a chasm.
Notice all: Big. Small.
Slow or fast phantom.

Imagine my world... with no blind eyes.
Become wearily wise with imagination.
Surround yourself with lovely gals and guys.
Succumb yourself into illogical infatuation.

Things happen that I cannot explain.
Lying is terribly complicated.
Explaining thoughts is what I disdain.
My mind: dumbfounded. Future: dumb-fated.

I'm tired, bleary, dreary: fearing feelings
Someday: Sunday? Monday? Tuesday? Wednesday? Through...
Positive thought and actions that don't bring healing.
But, are unrequited: Thursday, Friday, and Saturday too...

Let me be! Let me be...
Let me give upon to thee.
Let me please. Let me, please?

Pleas.
Please?