Haiku Sunday - The Denver Adventure's Final Days is a photo and poetic chronicle of our last two weeks living here in Colorado. Mixed emotions, joy, sadness, and the fear of the unknown all share in this largest HS of all time. (Roll over images with your mouse for the titles)

shining app sized bites

loving the views hating douche

morgue before-after

she tore at the pack

then grabbed scissors to shred the

seams of the cement bag

decisions shaped and

adventures planned taking sip

after sip dreaming

playful turns seem so

innocent till the searing

begins and skin burns

the robiola

melting on the hand while the

kir made her more open

always raw the chef knows

there can be no other way

to build Frankenstein

stirring stirring rice

time stands at bold attention

waiting the flatware

another damn dram

pulled to the lips with a burn

sprayed later from urn

last he had less now

more than before into the jar

not in the glass whore

crying alone is

always better than tears of joy

shed towards losers

wrapped up like a pro

the victim's body smelled fresh

when it hit the steam

a final heaven meal

among angels of the sea

how can we replace?

mister limpet smiled

as he prepared to sound

his horn of demise

the ends of the earth

to find the great fish that are

the end of the earth

rocking rolls of rib

meat in spotlight setting the

mood to imbibe now

days after blue moons

the light now ordinary

but still lights our way