Wednesday, May 24, 2017


Two years shy of sixty
I feel I should have words of wisdom
To share?

And maybe I do
But then again
What has not been shared already?

Yet those words would not be mine
But words of the ancients
Of those more enlightened than I?

Surely not
I too have survived the onslaughts of life
Have I not yet reached enlightenment?

En the ment of light
Light to more clearly see outlines of shadows
And the inside curves of reality

may 24, 2017

Tuesday, April 4, 2017


I despise this heinous place
Pulled like steel to magnet
Into the self drama
From which I had escaped

A rope begins to bind
The expressions of my heart
I grimace and I writhe
Deny this bond its prize

Who controls this cord
Stealthily creeping in
Invisible yet strong
Strangling my passion

Invisible to the the eye
I see it with my heart
I feel its grip within
Tightening the cinch

Deny this girth its access!
Cast it to the ground!
Hurl this bit and rein!
My heart will not be bound!

I know 'twill by back
Its tricks to try again
One more time I'll cast it
And make my soul my friend

~ 03/26/2007 ~