Deep Thoughts

At the suggestion of my dear friend Pinetree I attempted to be serious. Here (in photographic form) was the outcome:





















Oh well, perhaps someday I'll learn the fine art of serious thought.

Sobs in the Night - a Sonnet (hopefully)

My first attempt at a sonnet. If I got it right it should be in the form of an English (not Italian) sonnet. If I got it wrong, blame Milton, I copied his form.

I see you in the light.
You turn your head.
I turn the other way instead.
I can not fight.
Why can’t I do what feels so right?
Oh, how I wish to kiss your head.
My body burns with embers red.
I wish for you to never leave my sight.
Your lips sear my flesh,
But in the end I turn too slow.
The wound so fresh,
My dread begins to flow.
This damned crop to thresh.
I can not bear to watch you go.

How Many Times?

Written by Clarke / Bell Love leave me alone, I've got troubles of my own I do believe that I have paid the price For all the things I've said and done Every little thing that seemed to go wrong How many times will I regret the chances taken? And why do I end up always the one who is mistaken? Love leave me to sleep, let me wallow in my dreams See the icy past fade away The dawning of a brand new day The echoes of the past that still remind me How many times will I regret the chances taken? And why do I end up always the one who is mistaken?