I am away from home and can not post on my site? I don’t remember my password?
A Little Pile of Bones
Stolen moments
Aboard a ship
To nowhere
Still it rocks
And sways
Floats on water
Bones and teeth about the same
Bright and shiny white… or not
In the end after the fire
As you sift through the ash
Blown away by the wind
Bits of teeth and bones
Are left scattered in the palm
Of your hand
Not much really
After all the years
Of suffering and strife
That is a life
A farmer
A banker
A thief
A wife
Each life a bridge
Connecting the beginning
With the ending
Sink or swim
Some lives filled with
Many new beginnings
Twice over
But ending only once
One last day
One last breath
…. it’s over
What’s next
The answer open… prospect unclear
Just a little piles of bones
Is all we can see from here
The Sunday Whirl 
I am away from home and can not post on my site? I don’t remember my password?
A Little Pile of Bones
Stolen moments
Aboard a ship
To nowhere
Still it rocks
And sways
Floats on water
Bones and teeth about the same
Bright and shiny white… or not
In the end after the fire
As you sift through the ash
Blown away by the wind
Bits of teeth and bones
Are left scattered in the palm
Of your hand
Not much really
After all the years
Of suffering and strife
That is a life
A farmer
A banker
A thief
A wife
Each life a bridge
Connecting the beginning
With the ending
Sink or swim
Some lives filled with
Many new beginnings
Twice over
But ending only once
One last day
One last breath
…. it’s over
What’s next
The answer open… prospect unclear
Just a little piles of bones
Is all we can see from here
Oh, the disappointment! Stayed up to link—and there’s no link to be had!!! 😦
http://magicalmysticalteacher.wordpress.com/2014/04/20/fishing-tales/