My eyes

Should one worry in this world of true belief Or shed the tears of simpletons – foretold The essence of true feelings – taken – sold To fickle sorts discerning hollow eyes Choices field the art of understanding Tolerance the art of love held dear Pray – be pleased we fall for goodness Ne’er for … Continue reading My eyes

Although departed

Although departed – enshrined to thee With thimble and with thumb To leave complete would dim the light And turn each other numb Although immersed in deepest sea I’m anchored in your ocean – Protagonists will lose the war And pacifists – devotion

Auntie

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