“… taken from disturbed darkness…”
So, Tis An Author You Wish To Be So, Tis An Author You Wish To Be! So, tis an author You wish to be! And, why, I ask, Do you come to me? Because, I write so Much, you say, So many pretty lines Throughout the day. True, it is my passion; It must be […]
Winter Musing The trees are bare and ungiving Like the souls of sick minds, Their dead leaves floating in the Wind to a winter of indifference. Among the chaos of winter urges Comes the hope of a white dove, Spreading its inviting wings of Devotion to an ancient Deity. Soon the loveliness […]
Dedicated to Caleb Pirtle lll Time The supreme commander of life Defying all who would alter its Steady ticking seconds Of existence Oh, would it but pause to Deny a sinister plot Deny the wrinkles And sagging skin Oh, would it but pause to Stop the reasons For wars and Weeping children Oh, would it […]
The Truth We Cannot Know The truth we seek In our struggle to Know Why our being: Why a baby cries at birth, Why a parent grieves at The loss of a child, Why tears flow when Taps is played over our Lost patriots during A battle we cannot Always so easily define, Why there […]
Where The Dreams Are There on the horizon Where the clouds Where the Sun Where the mountains Bring shimmering shadows On the placid surface Of the deep blue sea – Dreams live in all These converging elements From the melodious music Of hungry souls, Those who somehow Know that the thief of night Cannot for […]
Where Did All The Flowers Go? Where did all the flowers go, Daddy? They’re looking for sunlight, sweetheart. Where did the sunlight go, Mommy? It’s looking for a reason to shine, Darling. Why does the sun need a reason to shine? Because people have forgotten how to love. Why have people forgotten how to love? […]
I’m Alone With only my memories – I sit alone on the hill and watch the sunset… Faces float by in surreal silence And, In words only I can hear, each tells a story of My life, unadorned with gratuitous Words of praise and solicitude… With each face, With each story, I know […]
What madness is this?
This concoction of the mind
That delivers death and destruction?
A Speck of Dust In the Aeonic repetition Of night enveloping day, A tiny universal speck Of dust contemplates The great mystery of Endless orbits and Infinity… The insanity of war and Fragile unstable peace… The beauty of a sunrise, Sunset, love’s wondrous Bliss confused by anomalous Inanity… The speck of dust mingles With all […]