Daily Archives: November 12, 2013

“And he turned around and he left…That’s my best day.” ……..“What was your worst day?” “Same day.” …………..– from the movie City Slickers ….. The door slams. ……..She stands. ….Mourns who she’s been. ……………….. ……………………Begins again.   …..

…. Toes in sand, true love’s hand. Azure skies and laughing eyes. Balmy breeze, whispering trees. Fingers laced; our happy place. Out on the Lake, a jet ski crash. My best. Her last. ….. Written for Poetic Asides, Day 12. … Continue reading →