I wish words would not
compel my twisting remind
all my verbs are knots
I wish words would not
compel my twisting remind
all my verbs are knots
In the strongest state of mind,
human frailty can still tease the blind,
the man beginning to unmask,
realizes in quiet storm the task
ahead far greater than a simple analogy,
much to be gained inside this secret malady.
I was forsaken in my trials to come to grips,
with this life I’ve chosen through personal trips
down memory lane
across the street to a world testing a sane
man in the mix of a crowded parlor,
All the attendees looking sure the farther,
than where I could
I felt I never would.
Oh to know the mix of a high and low,
stem the tide, know how to ride the flow,
of this again my humanity,
testing always sweet insanity.
That sort of departure becomes a surprise
without ever allowing a man to be wise.
Though he might choose otherwise.
having sheltered emotion without the ties.
© Scott F Savage
I found it
the eyes tell a story
that separation sort of
longing
trying to describe
suggest, wish, pronounce
within a pose!
Though little guy
with all his love
spoke in volumes his
consuming affection
for you
for mom.
I found a picture of you last night
an afterward,
a different time,
there, inside, a … dream
is love.
©️ Scott F Savage 4/2020
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