This mortal state is not my own
It is too fleet to call a home
Bound and strapped in chiming chains
Until the circle turns again

I hear a spirit calling me
Awake, let loose the ties, be free
Draw to a close this mundane game
To return from whence you came

But for as long as I may choose
My choice is not to follow you
My lust for life still shines too strong
So my friend for now, be gone

Lazing peonies
Smooth petaled, plump and blushing
Hummingbird's harem

At the Firemen's  Club
Dancing to the saxophone
Beer puts the fire out

When I was a boy
Visiting my Grandfather
Foghorns filled my dreams

Worker Bees buzz
Filling combs with sweet honey
To dull Winter's sting

I am looking for
Something delectable or
perhaps a stiff drink