beauty never dies

Flowers die Paintings fade Sculptures crumble Youth ages Vistas get paved over Beauty is fleeting It's a good thing I'm ugly. ~ That isn't want I wanted to write. The idea in my head was about beauty being temporary, no matter where you find it. So why try? Why not just revel in the ugliness…

haiku for you: memories

Living in the past Dreaming of days gone away Can never go back Learn from your mistakes Remember what went wrong, not To blame, to improve Looking backwards, while moving forwards is a great way to crash and burn Without memories To guide our future actions We will never learn Thinking always of yesterday is…