tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-269347582011-08-29T06:58:19.628-07:00Ray Foxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652241325508916865noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26934758.post-85685961378300209072010-11-28T01:11:00.000-08:002010-11-28T01:16:48.256-08:00<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Repetitive, a work shift is, keeping up with the standards I set myself. </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">now and then, exceeding my own expectations, I left tonight, feeling accomplished.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I rewarded myself a pint(or four) on my walk home. </span></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The Lion serenaded me with a line-up of dim-lit tunes, mostly jazz, </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">but feeling that of a night of romance.</span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">So ironic that I show, alone.<br />but that’s alright.<br /><br />my knee is used to bouncing alone.</span></span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26934758-8568596137830020907?l=lecaima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ray Foxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652241325508916865noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26934758.post-83796652271870159092010-11-26T03:10:00.000-08:002010-11-26T04:40:44.463-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">is he a sphinx, or am i simply stupid?<br /><br />I like to think I possess a good judgement of character and can usually understand people quite easily, but after the few hours I've talked with him so far, I'm left frustrated. and restless. Although i</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">ntrigued by the stern look on his face, his personality intimidates me like a spear. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">yet he shares with me,</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">"this spear is not for killing,' he said '...it's for dancing, if you're willing</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">"<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />I enjoy his stories, the tales of his adventures, the ideas and concepts he's come to familiarize himself with, yet instinct tells me, he has a thick skin that doesn't want me touching it...<br /><br />I find myself tip-toe'ing like that of a sure-footed feline, trying to figure him out.<br /><br />If this spear isn't for killing, </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">why am I so curious.</span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26934758-8379665227187015909?l=lecaima.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ray Foxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07652241325508916865noreply@blogger.com0