Whisper....Whisper
Whisper, whisper in the night
air is dark, eyes not in sight.
Words not viewed in my soulful screen
ambiguity reigns, knowledge sleeps in the in-between.
The night air swims in loves soft touch
I wished for more, less arrived, not the much!
As I lie in darkened tomb
a voice springs forth, beckons light to enter room!
"Awake mortal man I bequeath to thee nothing of ill.
Fortune of your soul, quiver with nothing that be still.
Time embraced your corruption in its embracing grasp
joy disappeared, happiness imploded held in a mask!
Not all of sad, tears fall not for mere aught
reason lies in the still, though it be sought.
So sleep mortal man, time will tell the tale
corruption took its due, life it did impale!"
Whisper, whisper in the night
air is dark, eyes not in sight.
Words not viewed in my soulful screen
ambiguity reigns, knowledge sleeps in the in-between.
The night air swims in loves soft touch
I wished for more, less arrived, not the much!
As I lie in darkened tomb
a voice springs forth, beckons light to enter room!
"Awake mortal man I bequeath to thee nothing of ill.
Fortune of your soul, quiver with nothing that be still.
Time embraced your corruption in its embracing grasp
joy disappeared, happiness imploded held in a mask!
Not all of sad, tears fall not for mere aught
reason lies in the still, though it be sought.
So sleep mortal man, time will tell the tale
corruption took its due, life it did impale!"
Said I; Said thee
Said I: I have loved but once in my life.
Said thee: My good man, may I readjust
your line of thought?
You have repeated the vows
of matrimony, four times less
one; need I be the one to
stand corrected?
Said I: I have loved but once in my life!!!
Said I: I have loved but once in my life.
Said thee: My good man, may I readjust
your line of thought?
You have repeated the vows
of matrimony, four times less
one; need I be the one to
stand corrected?
Said I: I have loved but once in my life!!!
| Also below: Said I; Said thee End of time Whats it all about? The little box I do wish |
End of time
Mind so young with food inside
form so slow the shadows hide
The wind through trees no longer blows
the mist remains, for how long, no one knows
The dove of mourning cries soulful tune
will our end arrive ever so soon?
The day of some begins with hope
why does life end with a shortened rope?
So many questions, mind spins with aged gears
body awaits corruption, last enemy turns attentive ears.
However, there is the eventuality that awaits us all
the end of time will without doubt, make its fearful call!
Mind so young with food inside
form so slow the shadows hide
The wind through trees no longer blows
the mist remains, for how long, no one knows
The dove of mourning cries soulful tune
will our end arrive ever so soon?
The day of some begins with hope
why does life end with a shortened rope?
So many questions, mind spins with aged gears
body awaits corruption, last enemy turns attentive ears.
However, there is the eventuality that awaits us all
the end of time will without doubt, make its fearful call!
| Whats it all about? Little eyes will tell little lies. Eyes get older, lies become bolder! Youthful lips speak words of truth as lips age, they may be uncouth! I found this to be true when on earth my life was new. Now I am much older, words from mouth, so much colder! Really do not care whom I annoy, this not good, could destroy! Perhaps, change that what be inside, where evil things try to hide. Will my life change for the good do not know the answer, but I should? So here I sit my life to ponder wish no more, to aimlessly wander! |
| The little box Many things sought in life a place to eat, sleep and sometimes hide. Mind becomes filled with pleasures and strife, can't all stay locked up inside! I lie awake one night looking for clarity tossed and turned, insides really stressed this was nothing new, certainly not a rarity alas, an answer I found, ease of mind possessed. I would build a hiding place for all things of heart and mind. In it I would place pleasantries and things unkind. Those times of hate and love, peace and doom sweetness held close and others thrown afar richness of mind and spirit, pockets oh so full of gloom aspirations for the future, most which fell below the bar. So many things to place inside a vessel so small senseless to waste ones time on such a task. From seated position, fall to my side and under sheets I will crawl Such a silly thing from a mortals mind I will no more ask! |
I do wish
I do wish time were a book that you could write the
beginning and the end, sprinkle in that which lies between.
Erase that which displeases you and at times add a dash
of sadness, to place reality back into the potion!
But that would not be reality!
Reality is looking into that book and seeing the face of time
starring back at us, pouring out good and bad, yes and no,
should of and could of!
Oh, how I do sigh, lament, head lowered in soulful thought
and yet still.......I do wish!
I do wish time were a book that you could write the
beginning and the end, sprinkle in that which lies between.
Erase that which displeases you and at times add a dash
of sadness, to place reality back into the potion!
But that would not be reality!
Reality is looking into that book and seeing the face of time
starring back at us, pouring out good and bad, yes and no,
should of and could of!
Oh, how I do sigh, lament, head lowered in soulful thought
and yet still.......I do wish!