Time is the coin of your life. It is the only coin you have, and only you can determine how it will be spent. Be careful lest you let other people sp… - Carl Sandburg

Time is the coin of your life. You spend it. Do not allow others to spend it for you.

"They are lovely pigeons to look at and their eyes are full of lessons to learn.."
They came back yesterday, they came back home," was the answer. "They came back limping on their feet with their toes turned in so far they nearly turned backward.
Every day the last six days I get a telegram, six telegrams from six pigeons — and at last they come home.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if the women don't get you then the whiskey must.

Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.