I happened on a stranger With a smile that said friend And struck up a conversation Mixed with laughter and no end Her face was warm and glowing Like the sun on sparkling sea No sense of grief or sorrow Only merriment and glee I had nothing to give her But simple innocence aglow As … Continue reading I happened on a stranger
I walked the road of timeliness With patience in my pocket On a rock I lit a cigarette And caught my breath upon it I looked from hillside to the sea Old windows streamed around me Strangers one and all observed A righteous life had found me I stubbed the butt into the earth With … Continue reading I walked the road of timeliness
I sat upon the creviced stone And looked toward the sky And wondered what the future held And where - and what - and why Where would I land in five years time And what would get me there Why was I who I had become A man for whom I care For to love … Continue reading I sat upon the creviced stone
What can be said to virtue and vice That has not been said before The lifeblood and the mortal wound In the now (and times well-stored) Sagacity reciprocates And 'learn-ed' gives and takes Like the clouds needed for thunder’s storm With ignorance in their wake But what of you – (and … Continue reading Virtue and Vice
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
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
She lay awake and looked above Her hand reaching for the sky She touched the ceiling – broke the glass And knew that she could fly She lay awake and felt a rope Tie her arms together And as she tried to wrestle free Her arms were soon untethered She pushed the sheet above her … Continue reading she lay awake
With no idea of time Her revelry was unsurpassed In the imperial glaze Of winter afternoons She ought not feel defeated For exuberance would rise – With smiles drawn – To faces of a child Their love of timeless energy Would deem all else inferior To a cloistered sense of wisdom And frivolity writ large … Continue reading Auntie
When is on(e) one’s sole design when others leave the field what entices them to leave when sunshine stands to yield Could it be less than life itself could it be more than sure what comes of thee when running blind what lends one to want more Bring the budding (flow)er seen to bloom in … Continue reading When is on(e) one’s sole design
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
