It's a time out I seek,
too many words and poems
read and said,
Too many feelings flow
through my head,
I'm dizzy with it,
Not at all fed up,
That's something else again.
I love my HP friends,
The exchanges,
The encouragement.
The world of computer companionship,
The joy of all the written words.
Yet for now as to this,
Our shared passion,
I do for a time relent.
Pay more attention
to my woman and kids,
Take the dogs for a walk
down by the river bridge.
Seek some sun
and hurry the Spring.
Shoot some photographs,
That do so please.
Rest assured I shall return.
So good friends for a time,
if I do not reply,
That would be the reason why.
Not sick, not dead, just resting.
I wonder if I can truly leave all this alone,
or like a magnet it will pull me back in.