(I sensed your shift ... your drift ...) You Raise Your Sword I’ve known of your movement, during and since; no longer needing to convince. Steady, onward. Encroaching. Though not approaching entirely within view. I knew, as you initially intimated. I sensed your shift, your drift, and ill-intent, incrementally inching forward. Today you reach the … Continue reading You Raise Your Sword
(A parted life, and its dreams.) Perch Starkness, its reality, reins. A parted life, and its dreams, scattered. Isolated, on a cold slab of marble floor. Is it smooth, hoary to touch? A witness from this particular perch; too lofty for emotion and such emittance. Too low for indifference.
(All followers and no swollowers of pride.) Lemmings, Inc. No need for constant sunshine, I'm not like you … so damn weak; I can get by easily, quite nicely with a somber sky… so bleak. No relenting to offspring of fatigue, No yielding to that thing you do; For me … yawns aren’t contagious, The … Continue reading Lemmings, Inc.
(As all cursed the curse of mortality.) He, I Thought I Knew Their spoken words, weighed well, Carefully chosen but easily said; Words flowed today, freely, fluent, Words adamant, assured, addictive. So admirable, summarizing a life About he, I thought I knew. Who is this man, so gallant, So eloquently eulogized in detail? Intrepid, lionhearted; … Continue reading He, I Thought I Knew
(Wishful thinking, with twinkling eyes.) A Blessing in Disguise© Far too many long years ago I set these eyes on her last Years owned by the ages now they slipped away too fast I was certain she was it … the one It felt fate-enabled, and pre-assigned This meant, for sure, we’d endure In fact, … Continue reading A Blessing in Disguise
Nothing She was impeccable in both body and mind, she was also sweet in manner and was unselfishly kind We were what we looked for, a million-in-one chance, we knew it right away and started our romance She was a girl and a woman, both, in every way, my love, her love, our love, … Continue reading Nothing
(Polluted porcelain.) Ban Trashed Toilets Finally, our trash pickup day is here, as our refuse, doesn’t just disappear. Trash cans and litter line the street, including, ugh, a shitty toilet and seat. It isn’t something proud, pretty to see, knowing its lifespan was dunged debris. Who’s the insensitive, inscrutable lout, moving his crapper from inside … Continue reading Ban Trashed Toilets
(Beware his interest.) The Old Man Decrepit The old man decrepit, crumbling. Gnarled oak hands twisted, crusty; musty emittance his cologne. Bent, wrinkled, wrinkles cut deep, like a bayou, stagnant and dark. A spidery sub-cellar in the dank earth. He receives old man sympathy from those who don’t know him; from those unaware … but … Continue reading The Old Man Decrepit
(Embarrassed by her age.) Our eyes met briefly just a moment in time her eyes old, observing, weeping a lifetime already mine, young, craving for more she stared a split second longer then turned away embarrassed by my gaze, her age I wanted to tell her it was okay but it wasn’t
(I knew my life had been snuffed.) The Dark And I I’ve already died one time, and it’s so much different there; I floated and I saw myself in that brightly colored air. I did observe a darkened hall, but I didn’t stay too long; I had this feeling of guided need, for I wasn’t … Continue reading The Dark And I