Time not great healer

Time
may not
heal all wounds.
Some remain open, bloody
despite all the best efforts
to erase the hurt
and the pain
that love
causes.

Adventures are where you find them

Exploring
winding trails
through Nature's land
designed for adventure is
full of surprises. Unexpected thrills
pop up around every
corner as host
emphatically states:
Welcome!

Limits

What
are your
limits? Do you
know? If not, that
defines fallacy of mankind's perceived
infallability. Don't reach beyond
limits. Just recognize
... and master
them.

Dreams

Dreams
are upsetting
to pure thoughts
about life and love.
Life is thoughtless,
love's not
pure.

Spinner

Spinner.
Awesome embroidery
of crystal light,
weaver of man's delight,
myriad patterned wonders,
none alike.
Spider.

Where's Lucy when you need her?

Flipping
through channels
trying to locate
any image worth watching.
Commercials tout virility, hygiene, cures
for laundry day blues.
Oh, my! Give
me better
choices.

"Idol,"
"Lost," "Model"
pale in comparison
to Andy and Opie,
or crew from the "Minnow."
Serve up The Fonz,
or Fred, Ethel,
Ricky and
Lucy.

Where
are you,
Mary Tyler Moore?
Save the day, Lassie!
Captain Kangaroo is still preferable
to Square Pants' gang.
Shout! Gimme that
old-time
programming!

Newhart
needs revisiting.
Switch "Hogan's Heroes"
for any reality show.
Where are our yesterday's heroes
when we need them?
Mr. Rogers, we
hardly remember
thee!

Now,
television fodder
is curse words,
cleavage, scantily clad
protagonists (that's the men!),
big money shows, and unreal
attempts at portraying reality.
Ahhhh! A reprieve.
Time for
"Cops."

Carnival mind

A
carnival exists
inside my mind.
Fanciful characters, friendly freaks
mingle with myriad escaped nuances
to cavort, enjoy forced
captivity designed to
amuse only
me.