Solitude had caught me Willing to bestow Despair and gloom upon me Like a bright lights afterglow She had visited me prior But never quite like this Foisting hands like boxers gloves Requisitioning her kiss She had once spent the night with me And wistfully portrayed A beauty – kindred spirit – (yes) And throughout … Continue reading Forever Land
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the road walked I
The road walked I Its name Frustration – A panoply of pain And strolled all day The avenue – Of subterfuge and strain Anxiety drove untoward – The palisade of mourning Wanton disregard sustained Via gambolling and cuckolding The chariot perambulates Pray – blessed with new Beginning A world discovered Unto thee – to lose … Continue reading the road walked I
chutzpah
i suffer from my silence i rejoice in voices heard when asked to speak i vacillate and cannot say a word he tells me do not falter do not wait until your turn it may not come – patience becomes a trait to be unlearned and so in haste i reach to speak … Continue reading chutzpah
one and one make
love may come to bother and to wallow in the wind yet when one persuades another time travels to rescind is this a new formation of life with nothing in it or a commotion meant to stray if one lets one within it
two friends (forgotten)
Two friends (forgotten) went to the beach where they heard other children let out a screech One ran into the water and danced on the sea the other stood barefoot under the shade of a tree Wantonly enjoying the sun, surf and sand one gestured the other with a wave of his hand Two friends … Continue reading two friends (forgotten)
on one knee
On one knee he looks into her eyes a wan smile sleeping there and seeping through His pallid face a picture of distraught despair his life a salty sense of breathless air
the afternoon’s surmise
Time flows through the afternoon In the shadows of the mind – Yet to control the effervescent life Secluded silence venting anger In the valley’s daunting hills Iridescent cloud replaced by thunder’s sky Lightning strikes – the trees shake (so do I) – Attention’s gaze diverts (life passes by) Leave be what’s … Continue reading the afternoon’s surmise