Where is the leader for our day
who will history put forth
one always comes along they say
who by his actions proves his worth

And how does one define love
is it fate or merely chemistry
or someone sent from up above
can any solve this mystery

Why are we put on this earth
is it for purpose or pure chance
when poets give beauty to birth
is it just happy circumstance

Why is it that men fight wars
why do good men turn corrupt
why do some girls turn out whores
why are these questions so abrupt

On multi-coloured cliffs
comedic seagulls
escape the intruders
in shifts

Playing a Seagull game
of chess
they nest and make
use of cliff condominiums
hide and seek

Alice a nordic beauty
(If there was a contest)
a winner if I ever saw one

Reaching for the Seagulls'
eggs
the birds suddenly
attack

"put down our young!"
"put down our young!"
they screech
all Alice can do
is reach for the ledge

THE EGG

Aborted. 
Born and packed in sixes
sold as food, hard boiled,
cracked into a pan, beaten,
eaten, secreted, forgotten.

Spawned, collected, stored,
spread on toast, devoured;
shaken onto bees,
wafted by the breeze,
carried by the seas,
transported to foreign shores.

Guarded, warmed, rolled,
stolen, jogged on a silver spoon,
painted with beautiful patterns,
preserved in palaces for kings,
admired, desired, works of art.
The egg. 

26th January 2013.

I can think of but one thing
that can help me through my day,

and that's the fact we are so close
my greatest blessing to come my way.

I often wonder what I did
to deserve such a true, close friend;

some might conclude I'm just a lucky guy
by how much quality time we spend.

A good relationship takes serious effort
from both of the parties involved,

we've spent a lot of time learning together
that any problem can be solved !