Stings

My famished soul, where are you,
What transformed us into
Creatures–could it be we live with
The scorpions? All I have is the sting
In my tail. Otherwise, I associate with
Most anybody who is friendly to me.

Jets

Look up in the sky and
You will see the contrail
Of a high-flying jet. It
Could be a military
Aircraft or a commercial
Airliner. They fly so high
You can’t hear them, and
The view from that high
Is breathtaking. Flying
Over the clouds is an
Experience that is
Unforgettable.