Remember the time you lent me your car, and I dented the fender? I thought you’d kill me…But you didn’t…. Remember the time I spilled Coke on your new jacket? I honestly thought you’d shoot me…But you didn’t…. Or the time I forgot to tell you the dance was formal, and you wore jeans and […]
You can’t pin dreams down Like murdered butterflies, Can’t put them in cages or corrals like trapped canaries or wild horses. If you should catch a dream and drop it into the glass jar of memory, it will flutter and hum around for a while, but soon falls lifeless. Sure, you can look at it […]
Good morning to you, Venus, Or is it the moon? Anyway, I can’t sleep. So how are you at 4:30 a.m.? Formation time? The sergeant shouts a something or other, And I feel sick. What shall we talk about today? Dylan Thomas, Kafka, Byron, the latest strike… Or the flowers along the way On yesterday’s […]
Involvement is a word game Echoed by many Participated in by few. Indecision may be an excuse For man’s inability to act. And, instinct. Ah, that’s Something else again. And, while the jungle beast pounces On his daily meal Man licks his chops, meditates, calculates his odds And does —- nothing.
There is no way to store again Our hopes of yesterday; No opening our dreams again To times when life was gay. No way for hearts to soar again For lovers to forescore again; There’s only to abhor again Whatever brought dismay. Whatever tears may rise in us Won’t last beyond each day; Won’t answer […]
Things remain for us to do or dare Even the oldest branch Some fruit may bear For age is opportunity No less than youth, itself Tho in another time And, lo, as twilight fades away The sky is filled with stars Invisible by day
Lowering war clouds, darkened sky, Grumbling, restless for the fray Humble men are heard to day… “Yes-man to a king? Not I. That was Boston Harbor. Men joined men to clear the mess; Rebel forged rebel, all of them Father, Mother, Daughter, Son… Fought together. That was the Alamo. A rising sun, a sleeping giant […]
Perhaps I should have said it just between The wine and grace, the wishing and the blessing. That was a time for words, when the scene Had just begun, before we passed the dressing. Before the knife cut deep into the breast I might have paused, looked up and all around Into the eyes of […]
Ghosts and goblins all around Everybody’s going underground; Chaos in the world abounds People jump at every sound Poltergeists in every room Prophesize impending doom; Skeletons in all our clothes A universe in sad repose Life has reached a frantic pace Everybody needs their space; Pollution causes trees to wilt While nations justify their guilt […]
To say that one has never done anything wrong, May be to suggest that one has never done anything… to speak of. So bear with me, my friend, in my attempts to grow. For, if change is constant then perfection could not last More than a moment.