It doesn't all work out right in the end
Just the good day bad day blues
Try to write some poetry
Best to avoid the news

1 prayer for Chicago
Got my walkin' shoes
Thank you, Father Greeley
God bless your clues

                        Ole!

Continue to be patient
And trust your journey.

Not salvation. Dailiness.
Still learning after all
Took the train from London
River Eden, Wetheral

Mexican food for lunch
A little afternoon rest
Try to call my son
Qualyxian the Quest

Small victories
Carolina blue
Rothko's TV sets
Susan Meek not Sue

              2072

Tel Aviv was blue
Jerusalem was brown
Flight to Vienna
When Love Comes to Town

Vienna was the snow
Beautiful and white
St. Stephansdom cathedral
Abgescheidenheit

Back to DC
Soon to yon Taiwan
I hope I travel again
The Road goes ever on ...

The Buddha sits in silence
Emptiness. Compassion.
I eat a little Thai food
Frederick, Maryland

Teach my son to drive
Try to keep him safe
Needs a lot of practice
Practice be our friend

The library is quiet
Lots of wood and glass
Postcards in the mail
Silently I send

          But to what end?

In Ireland I ate licorice
Rode the bus through town
The sky was misty grey
Then I was off like a prom gown

Seattle too is misty grey
Me alone at Kells
My boys and I move forward
We are the Witherells!

I wonder how she sees me now?
Ain't no tongue can tell
I'll never see her again
But I still wish her well

                         Wendy!

I'm not a saint
I'm really not
The world, the flesh, and the Devil

Worry for
My brother Scott
Time keeps ticking away

Some good thing
Before I'm not
Something simply Thai

I want to do
Something good
Before my time to die

            Aye! Aye! Aye!