Thwack !
The wiper swiped
The rain off.

Don't borrow tomorrow
To stay in today
While living in yesterday.

consequence;
a pilgrimage to the heart
wrought by love.

The cold moon breaks through the crevices
and where do I hide?
there's nothing to haunt my mind
but only the guilts inside.

Told not to venture into the night
I braved in the power of moonlight
where every shadow was a ghost
every dark nook a lost coast.

If I had someone with me
it wouldn't be all that scary
but I left them on the way
thinking I wouldn't need them anyday.

The loves I betrayed
the souls I traded
descended behind the tree
like the waning moon.

Before long the dark would devour me
knowing, I moved down with the moon
with none but the sighs on my side..

The derelict offered no place to hide.

hit between the eyes
a blow to the conscience
the wake up call
a confronting confrontation
the out of the blue
a defining reaction
uncovering of the hidden

art

the journey, short or long, bestowed at conception,
the arrival, when the terrestrial life is no longer viable.

Lawrence Hall, HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com

                            Cloudy with a Chance of Happy Tears

                                       Cf. Shakespeare, Sonnet 34

You have teased me out of the house today
Without Leonard’s Famous Blue Raincoat
Because you said this impossibly sunny day
Would be the sunniest, funniest day of all

I was prepared to rebuke you with the clouds
That roiled and boiled almost immediately
But the dancing tears from your loving eyes
Are magic raindrops fallen from the sun

Not every day is a sunny day -
Except for every day with you