Once again as my pen fails the page
In a humble but sincere effort
To honor my loving sage
As I ponder and attempt to deduce
In a low, soft chuckle, “more than words”
My rhetorical excuse
By function; words exact, color and define
And with Webster’s sword levied I chase
Definition of you into the sublime
Concept, newly born of insight and ash
Presents no attempt at justice
So its fate is sealed to trash
And alas, as a thousand times tense
I seek to corral feelings
By pen within paper fence
For moment’s sake, suppose these words I cannot cage
I humbly offer in place of love song
The feelings that surround this page
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 11:00 AM UTC
Once again to my chagrin
This nightmare perseveres
And through the glass it comes to pass
To feed upon my fears
And it seems to slay my dreams
And in their stead leave blind
Mine own two eyes to that one prize
My soul doth seek to find
Still I pray that night gives way
And cures this circumstance
That captive holds my weary soul
Within it's darkened trance
And perhaps lay loose the straps
That bind me to this cross
And free from 'round my neck now bound
This curs'ed albatross
Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 10:58 AM UTC
Born of moments matter
To burn for moments sake
Condemned to moments past
For future moments make
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 6:54 PM UTC
And Then…
My work finished
I glanced back at the clock
Ah… The Witching Hour
Hung heavy on the next tock
My thoughts raced back
To childhood days
To scary stories
Round campfires haze
To daunting dares
In dark woods maze
And then… It caught my eye
A phantom shape
That just moments before
Had been shadows tossed
Twixt the walls and floor
And I admit
Twas’ dimly lit
Random shapes
In chances knit
Poorly viewed
From where I sit
And then… I saw it move
Just then I thought
Tis’ time to trust and pray
And steady my hearts resolve
Should this be the reckoning day
And then I swear
The room grew cold
Events purpose
Moved to unfold
My chest I clutched
My soul to hold
And then… I heard it speak
“Time is at hand”
And those words comforted it seemed
And my God in a timeless moment
I became one with all I’d dreamed
Tis’ certain this
Event of page
Will visit all
Upon life’s stage
Fully quenching
Life’s burning rage
And then…
Dec 27, 2015
Dec 27, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC