FROSTY MORNINGS

a bit of cliche,

albeit, small piece.

too small to be significant.

too large to ignore.

brain surgery not required,

but highly recommended. 

not much of anything required,

other than cover one's tracks.

don't need no gun happy

gun totter tracking one down.

now, till sunsets and rises

again, but with better attitudes;

making for pleasant day.

sunshine all the way. 

am writing this one in green,

because, you know, feeling

a bit green this day.

there is always a "but," you know.

or, did you not know, you do now.

yet matters very little what you,

they, anyone knows 

in this juncture of raging waves.

only with profound frustration

do I write this. intention was:

write something with

profound sense of dignity.

well, hell, this ain't it.

but there is always a later.

and, who knows, 

stranger things have happened;

and seems to happen, almost daily.