When we know they respond
we tend to disregard
until knowledge abates
altogether wrong.
We ought rather see
their elegance
a sort of ambivalence
will always remain.
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Daily Archives: September 16, 2022
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Something About Beauty
Posted at 3:05 pm , on September 16, 2022
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Posted at 2:57 pm , on September 16, 2022
Something about a candle
she said
laying back with a smile.
Years went by
and so quietly
would that memory return.
A smile
again,
and then
a smile again.
I remember touching your lips in the autumn sun
sweet as the vixen of a passionate embrace.
Yet recall beauty and elegance
for inside everyone has asoul
and her heart did touch mine.
Her heart, her soul
we all wonder our reality.
Her eyes would tell me
I want to be with you
I would crumble in her arms
such a silly little aspect of love.
For that is ouw we
what we haven’t a …
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Self Disclosure
Posted at 2:44 pm , on September 16, 2022
I once knew the key to hidden passions
stuff of story books the sort of a fashion
of how life should be, how we should live
in a quiet sanctuary of peace and solace.
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Seems I Am This Person
Posted at 2:41 pm , on September 16, 2022
What fool
would we use?
How civil
should we be?
When our mind
finally winds
itself down.
Remember yesterday
the wisdom it holds
is lost in the ether
of self-disclosure.
Who are we, who am I
we will live a sonstant
always stepping tino
some consequence
in our minds
its in our how head.
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What We Wish To Be
Posted at 2:31 pm , on September 16, 2022
Funny how quickly
I step back inside
an incessant bother
a draining soliloquy.
When life is ruled
by insecurity,
look how quickly
we jump into
the mire.
If only
the sake of
our sanity
can we dream
imagine beauty as the soul
of who we might wish to be.
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Respite In Words
Posted at 2:21 pm , on September 16, 2022
I truly wish
I could step my mind
off this crest,
constantly driven
by my own
being.
That of that
I sometimes
wish I could
explain.
But it all stays there
under a current
a tension
in my mind.
Haven’t an answer
quite nearly have
found respite
only to have solemnity
take over life.
That life as I see it,
only
know I’m supposed to
feel it.
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