nature’s somersault (by Amber)

The flittering wings
from the butterfly
sends little shock waves
over the wires
to your mental gymnastic routine.
Its colors are bold, bright
shimmering against
inspiration found through
other people’s eyes.
On occasion it comes
to rest on my finger
yours,
hers,
his.
Never gave much thought
to the little winged thing
floating in the wind.
Kinda took it for granted…
But damn if I notice
when it doesn’t come
around to give its greeting
on [...]

Handsome Johnny~ (by Amber)

To say I’ve changed
is an understatement
When one goes from Point A
to Point B
but not in the direct fashion
one will arrive
a little worse for wear
a little more jaded
(if that’s even a remote
possibility)
maybe even a little more
heart smart.
Trying to maintain
the “image”
my “rock-star” status,
well folks, the time
has come for me to say
“I could give
a fuck less”
I’m still me,
I [...]

Friday Night At The Orchid Room

*strolls up to the stage….dragging a chair slowly behind me, hearing the legs scrape against the floor, echoing against the walls, the small audience is quiet*
*I sit down on the chair, light up a cigarette, and I just watch the people. Watching for reactions….*
So here it is….old age finally found me
Funny though, I don’t feel [...]