“The outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Mudville nine that day”* We’ll call her Judy. Not her name but if you’ve been around Indianapolis for 30 years or so you’ll remember her. She looked like a news anchorwoman because, well, that’s…
I want to ski on wooden skis I want to wear wool that’s not olive drab Drinking ice cold beers and mixing high balls I’d sit in front of a fire With a curly haired blonde We will remember the…
. Your long tan legs, your shiny brunette hair Who was I to long for your lips on mine And why would I dare think I had a prayer But I looked in your eyes and saw a sign .…
Janie wrapped her arms around herself “brrrrr, I’m freezing”. Paul looked over at her “babe…it’s 92 degrees out. What are you talking about?” But just like that it was over and Janie was once again perspiring. “I don’t get it…
. There in the front worked an angel so rare With pouting red lips and skin velvet cream The sunbeams dance through her long golden hair At night, she sings in my electric dreams . I can see it all,…
You always fall for summer girls With their white shorts and summer tans Hair straight and long or cascading curls Your eyes would meet, you’d make your plans There’s something different in her way Sharp tongued and full of spice…
I don’t know who you are But I met you in the bar Then you jumped into my car And you said it wasn’t far Now I’m sitting on your bed With a dagger in my head Can’t remember what…
The rain Saturates the air Puts a glaze on the street Traffic lights shine through the murk Diffused, but somehow brighter Red, Yellow, Green The lack of clarity The air, moist and thick Amplifies the sound Diesel engines snorting Buses…
Caesar sat in his usual chair overlooking the gardens. It was late spring so they were a carpet of riotous color that fell away down to the edge of the crystal blue lake. There was a sailboat silhouetted against the…