Comes from being
Between and around
The multitude of
Objects vying for
Our attention..

Between and around
We do not attach
Neither do we resist
But allow the
Quiet to proclaim...

it's strange to think
my friends will die
and stranger yet
so will i

leaping to
the great beyond
will i leave
with a smile on

and will that smile
say goodbye
when i reach
the other side

waking to
the sweet by and by
is that when
i'll know i've died

will there be
room for me
when i reach
eternity

and what will i do
with all that time
when all my friends
and i both die

A thousand kisses on the leaves
In rainbow shades amidst the green
Long forgotten in the snow
Decaying where we do not know.

It’s snowing, and I’m happy
It’s beautiful,
Soft,
Light,
And easy.


But I know tomorrow I’m not going to be happy about it because COLD

“Eradicate the acrimony that has ensued,  
And its subtle entrenched nucleus inward,
Lionize that was this bitterness within you,
That sad agony has cajoled in your heart,

Embrace the cognizance that healed the essence,
Hold all that boundless that made your aura right,
Bring out the recognition of all your aegis,
Push aside the despondency of the discomposure,

Sunshine will Nurture the well-being of your soul within,
Nonsensical as it may seem it is the catalyst placebo,
It is the manner that you will adhere to your dreams,
Love will be the satisfactory in your laughter,

You will postulate all your dreams now imminent,
All the people that you believed in and loved,
To that every tear you have cried due to rancor,
May hamartia now be the canticle of Utopian chimera?”
          By Andrew Guzaldo © 10/04/2019 Poem#167