Category: Travel

Hope will be closed

I peered through the window  Caught a yellow light I longed to stand in its warmth Caught a wave of nostalgia I borrowed deeply-sold feelings Caught a glimpse of fake perfection I wanted to feel the imitation life Caught a case of the reality blues I smelled the […]

Wish I had a ukulele 

Many moons ago I learned to play the clarinet. It’s not a bad instrument. It’s great for jazz. But I wasn’t into jazz at that point in time. Plus, I was asthmatic. Blowing into the clarinet left me winded. What had I been thinking? I played it for […]