Category: poetry

Groucho Marx Quote

Everyone should have a good inspirational bench out in nature to read, write, or just sit and reflect on.

Sometimes just getting away from the rat race helps to clear up the jumbled mess in my head that life in this world brings on. Not that I’m complaining about life; mine has never been better since I quit drinking nine months ago.

As I sit here sober, I think about all those years I wasted being a drunk, and shake my head– why would anyone do that to themselves? A death wish? Because that’s where I was headed; I knew it, but I didn’t care. I was just killing time while waiting for it.

Today, I feel great; I’ve been given a second chance, and I’m cherishing every wonderful moment. I don’t want to die anymore, and that brings me to the Groucho Marx quote:

“I intend to live forever,

Or die trying.”

–Photo by me

We Meet Again

Yes, I remember you, my dear–

How could I forget?

Your voice is a babbling brook

To my ears,

Your beauty is soothing

To my eyes,

Your fragrance still lingers

In my nostrils,

And your name is on the tip

Of my tongue.

–Photo by me

cool crane (etheree)

an

oddly

lanky crane

was often teased

by the shorter birds;

they called him ichabod,

stilts, or a walking beanpole,

but with a wingspan of six feet

and a pair of laughably long legs,

he rose above it and took it in stride

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–photos by me