The Bridge

Originally posted on 79 Sparrows:
the bridge over the bridge, i met with an old acquaintance, discussed big ideas and she smiled and told me things were looking up.  I left her office,  crossed the street, and stood alone in front of a breakfast cafe.   Such a simple little town, spring whispered in the morning chill, I felt you from my…

A Poison to a Poison

    Seize the day!  More of my  poetry…. The day Busy, so busy A million things to do Not a second to breathe still time to think of you Time flies by Time lives and dies Changing me and you the world behind our searching eyes Look over here another moment Sleepless linens draped on open…