Tag Archives: time
These Moments
All of the things we do and say All the places we choose to play If working or not, stand or fall All these moments define us all
Either One
We all know deep in our heart Some will stay and some depart Either one you might wish well Conversely, tell either go to hell
Beneath the Skin
Beneath the Skin Espresso confusing, pronounced expresso Reflects our hurry through over-busy lives Pillar to post, back again, we ferociously go Worker bees, consumers return to our hives Professed beliefs belie our daily intolerance Which is usually much less than skin deep Yet we all move to the same diurnal dance Wake up in the […]
And Then
I’ll meet you At the coffee bar, She said, So, I sit Wait Observe Play what if Bufano cat Keeps watch With me Crouching over Pink cyclamen A coated woman Waves But not at me Nor for me Husband returns Sits in a seat His wife Relinquishes His, a call Of nature Or His […]
Whether Stranger or Guest
The firmament piles dark on dark in the east Dark clouds harried by storms from the west If we are stranger at the feast, honored guest All will stand equal when we are laid to rest
Chances We Take
Lotto, street crossings or driving at speed Chances taken for what we think we need Neither going faster, slower or in between I cannot express exactly what that means We should choose to travel deeper inside To determine all the places where we hide Frightening, yet more rewarding than lotto Still some get stoned, spend […]
Be
The wonders Of museums Uninitiated cannot Understand Dark night Illuminated Life filled A mother’s love An old woman’s Quiet moment Patient, meditative Reflection Snow-covered land Weary rest Looking within To see the future What she hopes She will see Husband or child Gone Ahead, before Not yet returned From day’s labors Night carousing Lonely watch […]
Cannot Imagine
Have you this modern truth brought home Your devices, machines, smarter than you With all their various prompts and screens Your car and phone communicate; so new New to me; I’m old, adult before this time My first job, each file kept on paper alone Eight jobs in, till a mainframe I must climb Punch […]
Neck Deep in the Big Bloody
OR What It’s Not About (Warning: This piece runs over 3,700 words. If you do not feel you can read it all, I urge you to read as much as you can, plus the intro and conclusions.) I’m finding it difficult to wrap my head around the insanity I see on the news and in […]
Overrun by Barbarians
My mind has been ground down into mush Constipated thought, no matter how I push As obfuscation, trivia and drivel dribble out Any wise words of mine, missing in action That said, I’ll fight to drivel and dribble on Mayhap a turd of wisdom will squeeze out Flow from this fickle pen, held in my […]
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