I was sitting In the corner Of a cafe in the city When I wondered whatsoever Would become of all the people With their chatter and their laughter They threw heads back with delight Except for this one man With no hair and a beard He stroked it maybe five times Like he was mulling … Continue reading in the corner of the cafe
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 … Continue reading the shallow lake
They had it all - but nothing as well (Unable to finish a single row) They had everything - and nothing to tell A little time lived a long while ago They had what they wanted but not what they saw (Desire reaps envy in all that they yearn) Avariciously craving for more than can … Continue reading Enough
Surreptitiously hang overhead From one - the lesser portion Like when the thunder breaks the cloud Delivering distortion Distortion stays – extracts the fray The lesser light is shining Deflect away as if to say Your thoughts he will define them
Freedom stood upon the mountain top to view the rising sun That day he felt happy walking tall and straight The sun brought warmth to the travails of his fight A fight he’d surely ne’er for granted take Freedom looked down upon the villagers Within their village many roamed carefree But unlike Freedom they were unaware What they … Continue reading Freedom II
Black, white or brindle - oh, what do I care All living together - we breathe the same air Now old men with money raise protests with cunning What of the outcome? Down the barrel we stare Down the barrel we stare yet cannot see a thing Except for the throng - danger in story … Continue reading down the barrel
No longer do I travel far Or shed the world I stood to view No longer do I move outside The land I yearned and crooned and streamed No longer do I love for sake (True love found in inner feeling) No longer do I seek success Or look to sunshine’s inner glow For it … Continue reading Angst
The motto of the afternoon Is daylight through the wind Where others who need to absolve And build a love within Within itself – where solitude Is clearer than the day And yet – when night-time lends itself It’s more than what’s portrayed In mirror – one’s reflection sought Is hindsight in one’s soul That … Continue reading Young men
If we cannot revere the soul That flutters in the wind One may never see themselves In essence or within Yet within may come and go As lovers pass one by And delve into the utter depths Of castles in the sky And from the sky one looks below To a caper yet to play … Continue reading thrive
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, … Continue reading My avenue of good
