Author Archives: Mark Fought
A sunbeam enters through an opening in the curtains. It is light finding its way in. Morning is a covenant with time. A stream flows Into a river, then joins the sea. It finds the path of least resistance. Water … Continue reading →
A Lover’s scramble with Coffee and cream. Conjoined eyes lingering with wine and lust. Lips loosely sealed from Cupids erogenous aim. Conversation mixed with love-light and toast. Last nights delight, tonight yet to convene. For hungry lovers with nervous stomachs … Continue reading →
Forgotten entrance. No looking back. One way out. The final act. Blocked stage left. Blocked stage right. Exit front and center. Stage fright. Forgotten lines. Final curtain call. Show canceled. Silent applause. Raining on Broadway. Long walk home.
Don’t believe every spin that’s spun. What you’ve been told… what you might hear may only be relative math done by one. An incomplete equation, a variable unclear. One man’s division is another man’s sum. Calculate the whole before you … Continue reading →
It has always been there, in plain sight, in the hiding place. The painter painted it there, in negative space. I’m tired of all the anger. It feels so inescapable. All of you. Just you. Me. Time seems so … Continue reading →
Lazy Day Lazy day, you’ve overcome me. You’ve dulled every point I’d intended to make, And undermined the erudite gems of wisdom I’d hoped to convey. Now, in your subtle way, You grin at me. You sharpen your wit and … Continue reading →