25/365

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations.

When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence.

When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

- John F. Kennedy

24/365

Flu.
It drags me down.
My only friend, the couch.
There is no call from the
sunny world outside
that speaks as sweetly
as my lovely sofa
which promises
horizontal comfort and
healing naps.

17/365 (work in progress)

I walk a fine line
between myself
and
you
an edge on a razor
that cuts
as I
balance
and bleed
tea and sympathy

10/365 (Dizzy)

spin
spin
spin
smile
try to remember those days
and hold on