October 2, 2013

October 10, 2017

La Dolce Vita

Some one talking

In a whisper

Overheard

About the past

Shall we count

Seems like it must

Be millions

But then again

And is it possible

That some one

Still has the

Spirit

Does not seem

Possible

Long nights

Seamless

Afterthoughts

About

The future

Make for proper punctuation

Just racing

Down river road

Going in opposite

Directions

I will look out

Upon the sea

Relax my mind

Think of you

With every  wavestorm

That flows into my place

Make up lovely

And oh so strong upon the pallet

I will ask

The obvious question

Where is the spirit

Still there but fading like sunset

Look out upon the the waterset

Look out for feelings

Not hidden

Until I call them to my side

I will make music

And aroma that fills

The senses

While I listen to the surfsound

And when I toast

You will be upon me

With my smile

La dolce vita