With stoney faced smirk,
the covert Russian Czar deploys,
his own trump card.
With stoney faced smirk,
the covert Russian Czar deploys,
his own trump card.
Just the right moment,
to start, waiting to begin,
and nothing gets done.
When I have time to,
think of things to do, it is,
time out of order.
Rushing into Summer,
when longer days imply more time,
we seem to have less time.
With the ebb and flow,
caught up by the undertow,
in the tide of life.
School was in session,
both trout and caster learning
from Marla’s lesson.
(Marla Blair’s FlyFishing Guide Service and Instruction at http://www.marlablair.com)
Siren of the sea,
Bewitching mistress
Ever she calls to me,
Aging does not bow us.
Life events that bring us low,
this is what bows us.
Bowing to lives cut short bows!
Bowing to life’s burden bows!
“Pop, what’s the last number?”
“Numbers grow, then they’ll contract.
Isa, One is the last.
One became two, two became three.
God is one when man is one.”