Roses Fade

A lifetime of winters,
plotting the path of the sun.
futile some say,
for roses fade so fast.

With faith and my fingertips,
I tend cold sleeping soil.
futile some say,
for roses fade so fast.

Rejoicing at first bloom,
sprinkling ladybugs and wishes.
futile some say,
for roses fade so fast.

Bloodied hands,
they bite and scratch me.
futile some say,
for roses fade so fast.

I bleed, I tend, I believe,
to spend one splended moment,
close to God's perfect beauty.
not futile! that roses fade so fast.

~m~

Time Flies and Then You're 5

Old Entry, Continued Sentiment...

written originally 2/12/06

I have reached my physical limit of irritation with people who drone on and on about the need to "protect" marriage. Seriously, it makes it sound as if they are members to some posh golfing club. God forbid we allow others the same joys of marriage that I have. Let's see recent joys I can remember... being bored to tears at routine, cooking dinner for the one millionth time, the same old reactions to the same old problems. Yes lets "save" this for the right people shall we?

Or perhaps it's that we don't want to give others the same feeling of the stability or the "foreverness" or comfort that marriage can bring. If this is the case, then shame on us all. We are infinite beings of a vastly loving God. We all yearn for a taste of eternity which through commitment from another person can give us. I can't imagine denying this to someone because they don't love the "right" person. Again I say SHAME ON US.

I envision my creator, after he is done with this grand experiment lining us all up in a row. Black, White, Muslim, Christian, Athetist, Gay, Straight.... and laughing at us (in pity not in joy) for our embarrassing ineptitude at understanding exactly what part of love really needed our protection.

Election Night Wine Review

...because they won't let you drink in the restaurants.





Actually it was opened last night. It was a bit too heavy. Oak and bitter raspberries. Perfect for perhaps wheat thins and hummus or a good havarti but not particularly good with Ministrone which is itself a heavy meal.

After leaving it open all night long on the counter I decided to give it another shot. The oak taste has mellowed and I detect a hint of vanilla scented dryer sheets (it was laundry day) and hamburger helper... not bad... not good...but not bad when its election night and you can't get a drink in the restaurants.

Sixth Sense Syrah
dead people not included

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please?

Dryer Sheets

Why don't they make dryer sheets infused with our favorite perfumes?