The moist, warm fingers of the summer night
Sweetly caress and cling to me tight
In a dream so real--
It would seem I should feel at ease,
But the breeze isn't there,
And the warm, summer air disagrees

You warm my body with your summer kiss,
Smothering me with uneasy bliss,
Till I try to go,
And you sigh and say, "No, don't fight,"
Then delight me with charm,
In the lingering, warm summer night.

There was a man who bought a horse
From a rancher known as Joe,
But Joe explained things to the man
Before he let him go.

This horse is strange, the rancher said,
You command him not like others;
Say "Oh my God" to make him go,
To stop, say "Smothers Brothers."

He commanded sternly, "Oh my God!"
Once mounted on the steed;
At once the stallion started off
With a frantic burst of speed.

Toward a canyon cliff he ran,
Across the desert sands;
The man, in wild excitement,
Forgot the two commands.

In fear he cried out random words
As fast they neared the drop,
Yet still he could not find the phrase
To make the stallion stop.

He then remembered "Smothers Brothers,"
And yelled with all his breath;
At once the beast slid to a halt
An inch away from death.

Afraid to move, he gazed upon
The canyon deep and broad
He wiped his brow, and in relief,
He whispered, "Oh my God!"

Isolated like a star
Each soul stands so apart
It takes a trek across the void
To touch a single heart

I was drifting in the dark
You made that journey far
And opened up my heart again
And brightened up my star.

Thank you for reaching out.

There's a way to say I love you,
There's a way I never knew;
Now you can hear I'm sorry, dear,
For the slightest trace of the smallest tear,

But it's too late to say forgive me
For the things I've done to you,
For the way to say I love you
Is to love with a heart that's true.

by Wayne Wysocki

          "If you do what you've always done, you'll get what you've always gotten." ~Tony Robbins


Our footsteps lead us 'round and 'round  
'Long avenues so few;

It's nice to take a turn and walk
Along a path that's new,

And meet some friends we thought were gone
Like "good" and "kind" and "true",

And maybe find a special friend
Before the walk is through.

a limerick by Wayne Wysocki

There once was an arrogant frog
Who thought he was king of the bog
          But he wasn't so regal
 ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍‍‍‍‍ ‍‍­‍‍‍‍ When the bark of a beagle
Scared him right off of his log.

Antidisestablishmentarianism is a very hard word it's true,
But it's much more difficult just to say:
I
Love
You.

Two cigarettes and a beer, dear
That's how long I'll be here
If you never show
Then I'm gonna go
After two cigarettes and a beer.

You know I'm not big on forgivin’
And not much for talkin’ things through
But if you’ll swing on by
I'll give it a try
Though I don't think I'll hear nothin’ new

Baby I've heard your last reason
For standin’ me up like you do
You think it's all right
If I'm waitin’ all night
And that's why I'm just givin’ you

Two cigarettes and a beer, dear
That's how long I'll be here
If you never show
Then I'm gonna go
After two cigarettes and a beer.

covid virus spreads
followed by online postings
both going viral

Hello, my darling variable,
'Tis me, your dear unknown.
How'd you like to take a chance?
You'd not be all alone.

We'd make a fine equation;
'Twould equal none we've known.
Just you, my darling variable,
And me, your dear unknown.

I held out my hand to you,
that's all I planned to do--
a helping hand's all I was thinking of

But you saw through other eyes,
and before I could realize,
you mistook kindness for love.