the poet ambles along
taking in the delights
inhaling the morning
in a world gone awry
while others huff and puff
to unknown destinations
on the highway to nowhere
Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 5:15 PM UTC
Sometimes you stand aside
and weep over things not done
And sometimes you wait and wail in the wings
wondering where the rain beat you
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 7:53 AM UTC
*the sun was just rising
i too was just rising
yet my spirit was falling
my bags were packed
and my mind was set
on a course that lacked
the verve of earlier days
one nostalgic look back
and i really was done
the terrain had changed
and so i hit the trail
raising only a whiff of dust*
Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 11:58 PM UTC
*my grandmother looked me in the eye
wisdom softly glistening in her eyes
she said to me that sometimes it pays
upon occasional hazy misty days
to gently put some things on ice
till another day beckons as it always does
and in that one intense moment
made magical by her comment
knowledge hit me in the face; and
the twisted knots in my vision cleared*
Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 5:00 AM UTC
*my sweet never-cloying love
you of the softness of a dove
over me hover with a promise
of things that dissipate like a trance
flap your wings in a cryptic dance
be the butterfly that's elusive; ever
in silent song, light as a breeze
whose depths of emotion
no maestros can ever capture
unless they be of the motion of creation
with motion station and station motion*
Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 7:00 AM UTC
*i'm beginning to forget
the sound of water on pebbles
the cry of a hyena in the dark
life and death juxtaposed
a chilling antithesis
i'm beginning to forget
the thrill of a loving touch
the pain of a stricken heart
harmony and rupture adjacent
a terrible paradox
i'm beginning to forget
the joy you stirred in me
the deep sadness you induced
serene days and chilly blasts
a reminder of bitter-sweet things*
Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
**when your child starts speaking like a sage
you're no longer in a fast prisoner's cage
your deed's done; you can be frivolous once again
and spend time on the useless things that tickle you**
Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 10:23 PM UTC
*i carry this enigmatic picture of you
and the smile that ignited my heart
on musical french salad mornings
when love and food were such a mix
as no artist can ever truly capture*
Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 10:13 PM UTC
*morning has come
but there's no calm
as the old sun rises
there are no surprises
it's yet another day
and if i may
i will make it big
in the hearts of others*
Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 10:05 PM UTC
*curiosity has always killed the cat
and we've always had that little pat
from mother's ever-loving hand
to stop us jumping into the abyss
but oh, the emptiness that must come
when we flee the warm padded nest
to where nobody can do us any good
oh mother, dry the tears of an old man!*
Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 9:59 PM UTC