give space
           love, pace
run, chase
           live, race
walk slow
           but go
come back
           or don't
some day
           you'll see
what i see
           my eyes see
your eyes
           me
           ......
you stop
           catch up
look
       back


               open

you have pain
express it
feel better

I hear the onset of thunder and your love
In the landscape of torn trees and masked memories
In the hills of the whistling grass and

An unsteady soil
An unsteady soul

Waves and wind pull and push
The laughter would rock my posture

Leaves tear from my fingers
A hand to which I'm now deprived

Lightning awakens a sprint in me
That stops when you've blocked me

And the rain pours down
And your love is here at last.

You don't have to love me
just because you are
the most woman
I have ever imagined possible
or because your eyes
speak an unknown language
only I can understand
or because your toes
are in need of kissing
or because I can't
stop thinking of you
long enough to sleep.

Those are only my reasons.

Certainly,
you don't have to,
but I would be pleased
if sometime, somewhere,

you did.

  ~mce

If someone says, “And time stood still,”
Consider him an imbecile.
Time creeps, it flies, it disappears,
It changes seconds into years,
Consumes our life,
Each passing day,
And woe the soul
That’s in its way.

Time marches on, as if to war
Countless battles fought before
Why do we refuse to yield?
Lay down our helmet, sword, and shield
Is it so hard
For us to see
That time will claim
The victory?

Time overpowers the strongest men,
And laughs at those who try in vain,
To conquer time, for they will die
Not knowing when, or how, or why
Yes, we will die
While time endures
Time mourns no life
Not mine, not yours.

Time humbles strong, and kills the weak,
It laughs at those who dare to speak,
As if they understand its goal,
Time will extract its rightful toll.
No money spent
Can slow time down.
Time will have
The rich King’s crown.
Phil Lindsey 4/23/15