They came to me on slippered feet
In the silence we would meet
Pictures flitted in my mind
Visions playing seek and find
Old dreams scampered in and out
Through the shadows full of doubt….
Yesterday’s an antique dish
Tomorrow beckons…make a wish….
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Thoughtless rain
unbidden falls
For no good reason
none at all..
No flowers fed
No rainbows shine
No sudden storm
just tears of mine..
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How could I have known
Who ever would believe
The Stars should all fade out
The bright Sun bid its leave ..
Perhaps I might have guessed
If more aware was I
With feet firm on the ground
Not floating through the sky…
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Priorities all can be lost
in a vast sea of wanting and need
The greater the waves of desires grow
the more kindness and care may recede…
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Might you
when memory comes
try to think kindly
by recalling once love…
Might you
when thinking of then
remember how we
fit like hands in one glove…
Might you
when seeing the past
let all anger fly free
by evoking … once love…
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Dim light flickers
persistently leaking through
the lens of yesterday’s…
Splintered shutters quiver
to distort silent pictures past
and sepia smiles
of a long forgotten cast….
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An urgency is pressing me
lest soon my visions die
To write until my fingers bleed
I’ve hopes to quantify
Incidents that molded me
Loves that touched me deep
Images and memories…
my dreams choose not to sleep..
Poor old coat
Showing wear
Aged and used
Left thread-bare
Shoved aside
Replaced by new
No longer worn
No use for you…
Perhaps one day
Kind hands will sew
And once again
Some care you’ll know
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