In Each and Every Thing Which Crawls or Walks or Even Slowly Grows as Moss or Lichen

Know that Though I have said so many things To so many of you And though you have responded With such kindness and love that it draws the tears from my eyes as from a well These things are only temporary; I will be gone some day And there may be no person to speak … Continue reading In Each and Every Thing Which Crawls or Walks or Even Slowly Grows as Moss or Lichen

Never Have I Seen Before

Never have I seen before A light that shines as yours What you exude Cannot be found In markets or in stores. The world around you seems to glow Colors come alive Time seems to slow To shimmer To stop Your silhouette Captured In the very light Which falls around you like snow. Never have … Continue reading Never Have I Seen Before

To Not Be Filled with Wonder

Inspired by the poem Not to Wonder by Tornadoday. To not be filled with wonder When staring up at the starry skies above When looking out at the great expanse and seeing only light In all directions Moving So fast And yet so slowly As representations of long-dead distant worlds float ceaselessly through empty space … Continue reading To Not Be Filled with Wonder

With a Breath

Smoke curls gently from the end of a lit cigarette Hanging in the air The light filtering slowly through As the clouds drift aimlessly in the open air Before falling softly to the floor below For a moment I am lost My mind captured in the swirling smoke Twisting and floating Moving aimlessly against minimal … Continue reading With a Breath

Another Day Has Passed

Another day has passed; The Earth has turned once more Around the sun, The darkness swallowing the light Giving way to the dark hours of the night Illuminated only By the glow of the silver moon. The sounds of the waking world Recede slowly Making way for The stillness of the empty hours Between the … Continue reading Another Day Has Passed