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
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
Regret and hope mean nought compared to now – for now I’ll stay in Epicurus’ Garden – to quench – to slake to cure as one grows old - to tarry for a good life here foretold.
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 … Continue reading the bloodstain
I was standing On the station I had nothing left to say – When the sunshine Turned to darkness And the shadow lost its way – I looked beyond To find it And over my shoulder gently – He pressed the button Took the stairs instead And then he disappeared – There was a rock … Continue reading the station
I was sitting by the window of a cafe near the harbour when I heard an old curmudgeon with a cane walk through the door He was stilted – he looked tired as he uttered to a woman with eternal youth – (desirous) – in a sundress and high heels They sat – he kept … Continue reading observation
I stand before the solitude Of life with nothing in it And look into the deepest well Run dry over the season And as I look I think and dwell Of anything beyond it Horizons yet to spark a light Or freeze the nightmare of it I sound a warning to the sky … Continue reading Those I know
I always thought my mind was racing forward to a path beyond the path that it should take. I thought I knew my smile – (strength beyond) the will of those who would ingratiate. When I was so much younger than I am, I’d live from day to day without a plan – … Continue reading I built a home
Worry not – for I am here my love Be sad if one need be Yet do not yearn For yearning sobers any man From the bluest sea the bluer sky And Earth shall always soil When it’s brown Problematic moments come and go So go – away – be gone No more a … Continue reading worldly wise
Bird perched on branch by leaf of tree Bird flies the sky leaf falls to ground In Soil bled are roots of tree How long each on Earth shall be
