I stand before the robust shore and wonder if I’ll swim I reach out as far as I can see and still the light is dim I hold my hand for someone else to grasp it and abscond yet is it time that has run out or excitement that’s beyond Beyond foresight and foreboding a … Continue reading Delight
She was walking down the parklands (an esplanade beside the water) With the joy of boundless children playing freely in the park The water breeze was slowing – (though not the joy from sunshine dancing) The far horizon (it drew nearer) as she stopped to smell the rose
Sagacity and forethought Utter not a word - Folly takes control
One stands before the dancing sun that glistens in the sea Remembering green, yellow, blue and knowing where they've been And where derived a vision (clear) – so eloquently chosen And why we delved in other’s fear – ties never to be broken The sun is spring the earth is dust the petals strike anew … Continue reading Summerland
Oh leaf, oh leaf Become a bud That brings promise with ease Oh bud, oh bud Become a flower Yearned for, cherished, seen Flower, flower Blooming bright – Rest your head on mi Flower, flower – Wilting kite – Oh, mortality! Oh water mi Sweet angel Day after day goes by Oh water mi The … Continue reading The envy of mi sun
At the ballot box I searched for choice So I could raise My silent voice I looked around It wasn’t heard Not a sound - Not a word They came within To cast their spell My story lost - I couldn’t tell For what I had Was hidden gold A dream to be - A … Continue reading Catching fire
Ajar – the window lets in wind monotonous the sound Welcomed by the latch that breaks with questions that abound I look outside and see the sea tumultuous of form The tide will rise to my surprise before the heavy storm I check the glass - it rattles so - like an empty bottle whistling … Continue reading Unknowing
He was sitting on the sofa watching football when she entered standing right beside him in a sundress and high heels She waved her wan goodbyes leaving just her own reflection - the reflection of a fetching woman in the bosom of his mind He sat there blankly staring at the nothingness beside him as … Continue reading Dread
I came to be the man I was before I became me And wandered through the time of yore one called one’s destiny I washed away those earthly thoughts and left them where they lay And walked along the greener path with no time to left to stray I sensed a smell in garden’s bloom … Continue reading ‘I’
In the corner of an envelope Pinned tight against the wall Minuscule but mighty Two inches captures and enthrals Reading like a scrap of scholarship Like an enigma rising Striving for its own simplicity A like mind left surmising A fragment borne of intellect A fleeting moment thwarted Crossed out – re-entered – rhythmic sense … Continue reading An envelope poem
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