Morning, September 25, 2019 

Those things that delight me
Pens and Fine Things


I delight 

In pens 

Typewriters 

And exquisite

Fine stationary 

Grab happiness now

Sadness is lurking
Eventually it will spring
Grab happiness now


Sadness is always nearby. Don’t wait to grab happiness!

The draw of contentment

Laying upon sheets 

Contentment flows within 

The world’s demands 

Speak oh so loudly 

Eventually I must heed 

This siren’s call 

Winter Sun

Cold sunlight flowing
Burning deeply to my core
Freeing from despair