So, it’s over, and you’re leaving – I can handle that I think you’re gonna be surprised how strong ‘not knowing’ has helped me be Because it’s hard to have doubts when you love someone But harder still when fear, becomes reality. I don’t so much mind the mess my life’s become It seems …
Category: Musings
Quintessence (a love poem)
With Zeal I sought the Camelot Quixote like it seems My heart unfurled, as senses whirled A world alit with dreams Her kiss inspired, my senses fired The dream became a form The shape of she, it is for me Quintessence soft and warm I thought I’d found a love profound A …
Ungrateful Beans (a poem of youth)
Naively he ordered the 'Happiness Stew' While his youth is the food of my dreams Yet later, when his meal arrived, well I knew Cold plates full of ungrateful beans Death as a concept was clearly surreal Just maturity gone to extremes Youth's a glad Chocolate Parfait - the dessert of the meal Then cold …
Open Mic Night ( a poem on silence)
My Poem ends... Silence... just silence Mounting... Surging... A crescendo of non-specificity, riddled with portent Silence Although nothing, it exists Persists by mutual consent Content to sit and linger on What it will not place its' finger on My poem ends...
Standing on the Edge… (beginnings)
Standing on the edge of the abyss, predisposed to failure, I step confidently forward. I had warned me... We communicate in a given language. We have loosely agreed on gestures and symbols, Through Television, Literature, Film, Life, (and other over-directed productions) we have built the skeletal framework of mutual expression. We have not, however, achieved …
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
