A picture is so much more interesting with contrast,
movement, and different points of view
and so is life so be kind to yourself
if all of your pictures don't turn out
because it happens to all artists and know
that your most patient model is the one that you see
in the mirror and learn from looking at yourself
and be patient as the times goes by.

Time waits for no one and I wish I knew
why it is always in such a hurry
and still I am guilty of trying to **** some of it
or trying to pass it and if I could only
steal away a minute, I'd try to recall
all of those lost years and then I'd take a second
to reflect on all of my mistakes and wrong decisions
that resulted in so many lost loves
and all of the times I should have worn gloves
when handling a situation.

In my remaining days or years, however long I may have,
I will measure in moments the loves that have found me
and the many times that I faced death only
to rise from the flames and even though
I can't control it, I can set the tempo to a rhythm
of an infinite beat knowing that it might be
in seconds,minutes, hours or years
and it is not  about how long we are here,
but it is about what we leave.

Before my sands slip through the hour glass
I hope my words will build a legacy to last
from my poems about my life, my loves
and my battles in the past in a time that
went so fast as I try to relate that love
is something we all embrace, not something
just found on a face and sometimes it
is an unwanted feeling creeping inside
and impossible to hide as our hearts are broken
and feelings down inside begin to be awoken.

Love, hate, selfishness, temptation... all play out
in a matter of seconds and the battle between
heart and mind begins and love becomes a story
that never gets old, like the poetry I wrote when I was young
that inspired words of long ago tomorrows so enjoy it
while it is here because we look up and it is gone
and we never had the time to say "so long."

Life's coming attractions are born of our imagination
and the only real actions in our lives take place
on that bridge between one another and while
on that bridge pride says "it is impossible"
and experience says "it is too risky" and reason says
"it is pointless" while the heart whispers "give it a try"
and it is only then that we can make a new start
and play a new part.                                                 Jon York         2014