A trio of short thoughts. 1.- Regret ....2.- Friday night on the road. ....3.- Love is......

Regret is an Egret standing on one leg always wondering if it should have used two till the wave of an ocean of huge grief overwhelms it~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ then it tumbles in the current regretting the past to realize as it's drowning that it's life so unbalanced by it's single decisions lacked the comfort of two. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Friday night on the road it's my poet friend and me......again spilled into cane back chairs sipping java piping hot waiting for the amplification of our scribbled inner souls two everyday guys on a sojourn with reasons and rhymes exposing just words assembled together like old friends a duo of thoughts will flow now dried from the pen now formed with our lips in a like cause cause we like it so much. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Love is.....a delicate embroidered lace upon which sets clay pots which hold two flowers that seek to grow and bloom together side by side ~ but when into this joyous blend tears of regret or selfishness are introduced they are absorbed quickly they drain staining the delicate lace of love which graced the roots of joy on which they abided ~ to soon removed their soiled love is tossed away while they as well are transplanted or just shrivel, and die and are no more ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Artis Written February 2nd, 2002 © on Feb 02 2002 07:21 AM PST   0 • 10