Should one worry in this world of true belief Or shed the tears of simpletons – foretold The essence of true feelings – taken – sold To fickle sorts discerning hollow eyes Choices field the art of understanding Tolerance the art of love held dear Pray – be pleased we fall for goodness Ne’er for … Continue reading My eyes
the frog left anger for tranquility the pond turned the corner gently a precursor to the time of autumn leaves
How could it be that talent lost to us in moments of such thoughtlessness beseeched How could it be that we, as humankind naysayers all – yet all of nascent kind Turn one’s head until the dark cloud passes in brightest sky alone is when we shine Forget one’s stance against ignominy and bile and … Continue reading Nascent
It had been a cold and lonely winter yet the sunlight followed her like a spotlight – and her face spread joy like an infant child Racing between thoughts of yesteryear and the here and now – she pondered over the love she knew (once – and long ago) And the happiness that traced her … Continue reading it had been a cold and lonely winter
Lazily staring Into the sun He sits and he sits Sipping ouzo at dawn Under the shade Of a tree bearing gifts On the hill near the house Where his Grandpa was born He wants for nothing but time Spent on the hill Remembering love-songs Sung to his wife Now he picks olives Strumming her … Continue reading sipping ouzo at sunset
We make decisions every day That impact people’s lives – Yet how liable are we For the outcome Get the camera; someone shouts From too close for safety’s sake Hold the children – run, run, run And shy away from danger He fell to ground – she looked behind And saw him die (but in … Continue reading as blonde as a golden summer
I lived a life of merriment Within my mind - Spinning back and forth And up and down - The inner world of fortitude With solitude beyond - My window spoke and shared My thoughts – subverted - The drawer held life-like feelings Lost – diverted - Felicity and sweet parades And boats out of … Continue reading Merriment
I once saw fame – And put it in a drawer Needless be that Infamy stood over me He stayed there ‘til I’d well surpassed my mortal self And watched with hindsight As it was unwrapped With the pencil of a poet The letters made the words That made the poems That made me Yet … Continue reading Emily
The lonely mind lay on the bed – Reliving thoughts of yesterday What brought me here – Why have I travelled so How stoic was my time From there to now The window flew – the valley ached Yet the river told the story Streaming of a road I’d travelled less The road that led … Continue reading thoughts of yesterday
Time – it ticked – again – again And stroked the hand of sorrow I may be here today she said – But will I be tomorrow Will it come – should I wait And part with dreams to please Your sentiment of heartfelt grief – I shan’t – I will not ease Ergo time … Continue reading time it ticked again again
