The course of nature
The river flows on,
the world turns, the seasons change,
just as it should be.
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Against the night
Whispers
from the deep dark
“You are not strong enough
there is no way you can survive
“Give up”
you have got to be kidding me.
I’m worlds stronger than some
godforsaken
whispers.”
Evening Elation
Sudden surprises
the sun rises even though
the night has fallen.
Needlework
The little poisons
creep in so quietly that
we can’t feel the death.
Faith in the bones
The die is cast,
its face unknown;
behold all the hopes
in this little stone.
The face of despair
Today’s pale grey sky
offers not a shred of hope
under mute colors.
Current
There are
some things for which
“inconsolable” can’t
begin to state the depth of my
feelings.
Weather vein
I can feel the rain
as it creeps ever closer
to my clouded heart.
Morpheus
It is where I watch
all the could be’s and may be’s
before they just are.
Paradise lost
Children
grow up so fast
and before we know it
our boys and girls have all become
adults.
A (wise) man of two faces 