Poetry showcase

It is impossibly, ridiculously early.
I’m going fishing.
Then I’m going for a ride.
Then a buddy is in a new songwriter’s showcase that I’m going to.
It’s a busy day.
But there will be more, later. Always more experiences for The Tension.

For now, Hilda has penned another poem, which she wanted me to post.
She’s not so sure about the last line.
Neither am I.
But it is what came out, so I respect that.


My Life as a Box of Chocolates

I've got this box
of chocolates
under my bed.

I take it out at night,
and ponder the selection.

I can't partake,
as they're all taken...
'spoken for' as they say.

My life is a box of chocolates.
Pure temptation,
and ultimate frustration.