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
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.
My willow wept for many souls That could not speak or reach To heaven’s hand - a sight (unseen) Yet let it be beseeched The bird spoke of a morning Overwhelmed – (so many thought) And when it woke the sunshine burnt The few (by heart) - they caught The few (by heart) they caught … Continue reading what matters
If life for nought is thought to be I offer ‘no’ as answer thus My every avenue will see A happy trail yet to void What to think of those who say Beyond this is nothing more What to feel for those who pray Be better yet in heaven’s gate The gate is open – … Continue reading in time in time
Whenever fools may run amok A thought-provoking tune Comes to mind under the sun That blends into the moon What matters if not love my dear Enigmatically we seek Can there be doubt that enmity Creates a challenge to beseech Through all the years I live this earth And rustle and resile Me – myself … Continue reading No matter where the sunset falls
Nature spins the wheel of life Darkness breeds the sun Touch the joy abounding
the stairs were shallow the steps were lean (one - and then another) the mind (a-racing) - thoughts redeemed (will we be brought asunder) whilst avenues and highways close and floods impart affect under water - voices heard on high they doth reflect build a bridge - the water pump saves pathways from decline take … Continue reading worldly view
Whenever love Runs amok A thought-provoking Tune Comes to mind Under the sun That blends Into the moon
In this small world where we reside we keep our hopes and dreams alive Those past reach for what we strived laughing loudly where before we cried Our spirit serves - our chance foretold by the new age born to those of old Yet once old (italicised) one’s a number – bygone - wise Should … Continue reading small world
