Poets

My mind is the mind of poets They comprehend my ill Yet—ah—my faltering artistry Falls far behind them still   There burned a familiar pathos There pierced a familiar thorn There thrilled a familiar fancy In those who penned before   Still beckoning from their pages So eloquent the lines Whose tones like silk and … Continue reading Poets

One Way Streets

~Don’t be a hypocrite. If you wish others to be open minded, open your own mind.~ I have a little confession to make—I don’t like one-way streets! In all my years I never have been able to settle upon even one good reason for their existence. Apparently the system was first introduced to London in … Continue reading One Way Streets

Homecoming

Within my skull a stranger roams Away across the cobblestones So long upon the weary way So long in homeward coming One more bend my heart recalls ‘Til wistful gaze discern the walls of home Oh the sweet sight of home! An end for all my roving See it now? The open door— My barefoot … Continue reading Homecoming

Sleepless

Tick, tick, tick. Time moves slow across my face. Another night of reminiscing that I’d prefer to dream away. It’s been months since my lifelong insomnia has bedded down with me. The introduction of an essential oil diffuser tremendously improved my sleep quality ever since I made the investment. But now the old familiar wakefulness … Continue reading Sleepless

Serenity

Solitude—no longer lonely Over velvet green and hill Berry sweet—this sense of You Emancipation from my former thorns within Serene as evening When each wing has found its respite from the wind No longer only With the fickle ebb and flow of time or mood You wrap around my world and fill my lungs Like … Continue reading Serenity

Autumn

The forest is a gallery Where autumn blithe comes painting With sweeping stride the countryside And finds me there escaping Summer wanes, my passion breathes For northern oak and maple leaves As red as life that pulses new within me Verdure flutters from the trees Like amber floating on the breeze There never lived an … Continue reading Autumn

Only Dust

Across the emerald crest of earth A gentle zephyr blows She stirs the languid bowers And the cool of eve bestows The noble trees give shade and strength The vines upon them trust And blossoms fair perfume the air But I am only dust The sapphire stream refreshes As she dances on her way She … Continue reading Only Dust