My Scattered Ramblings

Where is this line of thought taking me. Scattered on the breaze, scattered in the constant churning of the rocky sea. Having no destionation, having no goal in sight. Just a brillant spirit, soul, personality, but no direction or inspration to set the tone of who you are. There the empty vesle of humanity with no real purpose.
Take up the space, use up the resorses and energy to suck the life from the world. We live in a dismal time of nothing. Everything done and over done. Nothing new is showing itself to us. We live in a comic book movie world. Where hope is a farce to make money for those that don't need it.
Its hard to wake up in the morning with a cheery face and happy tone in your voice to say good morning and have a nice day.

The Coffee Shop

Sitting staring out the window
With people going by in such a rush, while my own thought's wonder back home.
I start to think of my actions before I left.
How much a fool can I be?
As I sit here staring out the window, and every once and while writing a few words down. I am confronted but this blue eyed, blond, with the soft china doll like skin.
She asked if it was all right that she sat at the table. Me being the unprepared person fumbled out "unnn yeah sure" she smiled and thanked me for my generous hospitality.
As the moment passed I realized that there were a few open tables by the window, but I tried to not to read too much into it.
She pulled out from this large backpack some pens and pencils along with this sort of art sketch pad.
I look at her and she clumsy smiles at me.
After five or ten minutes of her getting settled in she thanked me again. I told her it was no problem and smiled back at her. She introduced herself as Paula. and I told her who I am. She smiled almost pleased that I was so friendly. She asked if I came here very often and for the past week or so its been where I've been hanging out, getting some of my writing done. I told her I was in town only for another two and a half weeks and that I was in town for training.
She nodded her head listening with interest.
I felt like I was being rude so I started to ask her some questions? You know the type. Standard first meeting a stranger questions.

Appetite For Eternity

This was my attempt to write about my everyday life. It turned out to be a place to post my writings (poems). So this attempt to blog and tell people who and what I am in my everyday life and it's observations sort of failed. 
But I'm ok how it turned out.

Let me welcome you to my poetry gallery of words. I appolgy now for my poor grammar and spelling. I do tend to write in a frantic and post without checking it. So you will see mistakes. My bad. But please be patient and I may correct the error in time.

I hope you enjoy