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 […]
Category: Anxiety
Merriment
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 […]
Emily
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 […]
Sweet Nothing
Sweet Nothing lived for ‘morrow Plenty lived today And when she saw him walking Dressed in scarlet – she in gray She’d whisper to the children And fly above the sky And flap her wings and shudder And stay up past bed-time She’d deplore the clouds with rain So thunder felt distraught And offer words […]
the road walked I
The road walked I Its name Frustration – A panoply of pain And strolled all day The avenue – Of subterfuge and strain Anxiety drove untoward – The palisade of mourning Wanton disregard sustained Via gambolling and cuckolding The chariot perambulates Pray – blessed with new Beginning A world discovered Unto thee – to lose […]
Time is a demon
Time is a demon Brought to bear The cloud above holds rain I look afar And ruminate A simpleton I see What has he done Where has he been A world he can’t explain Destiny Or foresight Controls his place to me If there goes he Then what must I Expect […]
the shallow lake
I stand beside the shallow lake The water fading fast And hark back to times of yore – They seem so far apart They were days of laughter and of joy Replaced by solemn face Reflected as the water fades Distorted – fading grace The face I see is old and gaunt The face I […]
My avenue of good
I was sleeping on a park-bench When I saw a man approach me He was weary – I felt tired He had grey hair – I a beard What say you; said the man – Now awakened – we were smiling Suddenly he seemed to be Clean-shaven (just like me) Dumbfounded, I said nothing Quizzical, […]
where
Are we headed to where we’ve come from – or a place we’ve never been
the bloodstain
The man looked in the mirror – It broke upon his glare He reached out and felt the shattered, scattered glass Bleeding heavily a hand touched his face And his glare revealed a stain That would not wash The hand was that of past tense Bearing its soul and mind Upon eternal now… But then […]
sensualism 