come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Persimmon rouge-orange lingered on the horizon to be fair,
Faint whisper of a sleepy jazz saxophone swam in the air,
Slowly, but surely, azure-blue dusk slid into the atmosphere,
Little bitsy tipsy in the evening lit the magic in there,
Curious, but yet daring, flicked tinders in the bagel eyes so clear.
9.15.2021
A summer night, as tree branches thread throughout the dark sky salted with stars,
The whole world swayed as the hammock weaves by thousands of threads swayed
Crimson ambers of cigarette quickly falling through the wholes, barely missing the threads,
Like an accident, falls into the wine glass,
Bursting with flame that cannot contain itself
I don’t care if it hurts
I wanna have control
So the song went, as the alcohol got thicker and hotter.
6.12.2020
Rain drips from the dark cloudy night, starting a monologue of a stoic gloom.
Suddenly, a flash — a thin silver lightening dashing across the night — brightens, albeit momentarily.
Who is the person that received the lightening?
Whoever it was,
Faced the hot, electrifying volcanic energy
Grappled with its fractious momentum,
I wonder if they had a good fight worth wagering their life.
7.22.2019
Ralph with Coffee 