Predator Stalking your prey
hint of a grin creeping out,
from the corners of your mouth.
You are a sinner and I am the sin

Licking lips in anticipation 
closing in by increments
Circling me then backing away
Establishing your territory.

Pressing against me
Your gender is apparent
Your breathe upon my neck.
Sweet heart failure, 

I offer my self up 
to your tender mercy,
Yours to do with 
What you will.

Dear beautiful upright flower,
your perfume sweet,
your elegance,
your grace,
your handsome face,
a mother reflected in the eyes.

A life,
a dreamed existence
bloomed
and blazed with fiery colours,

sunrises have been seen,
the brighter sides of life,
now dwindling,
in the autumn of my birth,

not crying,
as my heart is full of mirth.

For now the time has come,
and I succumb,
to sorrows in my stem,
my leaf,
my flower looses turgor;

I imagine a world of technology

Where all that I do

School, work, or interest

Would be done from tips

Of fingers tapping on iPads, or

Whatever is designed from its platform?

For the next generation of techies

Steve Jobs has left

A legacy of software behind

Software that will be enhanced

Like beginnings of the telescope

That brought stars billions of light years away

To our eyes and minds

My laptop was my pal for years

By my side ready to take my notes and poems

Standing in the alley, on three legs, one bended knee
Drunker than a skunk... trying to take a pee
His tail is sopping wet, his paws are damp and dewy
Dan's head is really pounding, he's feeling somewhat screwy

What the Hell is happening, how did he get this way?
He was attacked and got a bite, that's all that I can say
Dan woke up feeling fuzzy, a bit longer in the tooth
Feeling kinda randy, much like in his youth