Coda

[saw]

it was so simple when I was a young man
to turn someone's checkered past into paisley
seduced by the potential of a pair of long silky legs
their existence a tanned contrast to a pastel tie-dyed
sun dress, my skull only useful to affix a red bandanna

yeah, it was child's play to miss the omens
of impending disaster when a feminine smile
was like lead to kryptonite necklaces from the sea
when guitars and wine were the giants of every evening
when the pipes were passed before the mango sun

settling in for the night in a bed a lava-lamp-blue water,
but it wasn't all fun and games, saw my share of danger
dangled a few participles with idiomatic femme fatales
and their ad hoc spellings, often entranced by their
lexical enhancements and extraordinary figurative uses

hell, I know I ain't no saint, but like frankie said, regrets
I have a few, but of course he was just repeating paul anka
but you know sometimes if you're damn lucky the universe
actually conspires in your favor, ha....I'll be ready when I hear
willie nelson's twang, gravedigger when you dig my grave

dig it shallow, so I can feel the rain

[judih]

thinking back
always leads to thinking ahead
-
i'm not ready yet

[the mingo]

yeah, the calculations are no longer endless...

[saw]

thanx judih and mingo.......least that's the way I remember it........

[creativesoul]

much like a fine meal- yummy