Welcome home not yet born brothers
who left the earth in future times
traveling near the speed of light
headed toward alien climes.

The voyage for you took only years
while thousands passed those left behind
thanks to that devil, time dilation
as discerned in Albert's mind.

Perhaps a navigation error
whenever traveling so fast
has landed a few of your fellows
a goodly distance into their past.

Talk to the sun
look yourself up
in the mirror of time

we all age,
the world’s only a stage,
why rage,

read a library book
page by page
then

meditate, meditate, meditate

read my left over ones today,
you have a long, long, long way

come and smile
as I comment on yours,
in my imitable way

okay

talk to the sun anyway
keep the clouds
out of the pathway

MORNING

what do I do now,
the morning blooms
too bright
for my eyes to bear.
it's cold and there
are
things I must do
too tired to shuffle
through these empty rooms.
the day will be long
again
and I have no one to talk to
no one to fill my heart
to help me from falling apart.

When I was young'
I thought angels have butterfly wings,
I believed the clouds are fluffy magic pillows
Where they gather around to play and sing
I lived in a world of imaginations,
seeing myself as a superhero or a prince,
rescuing people who are in trouble
defeating evil, punishing them for their deeds.
I show my emotions freely,
never one to hide behind a veil of hypocriscy
and I am so much happier
because I can accept the real me
Looking back now,
I longed for those days again

Papa autumn wears a cloak
of yellow, gold and red.
A gust of winter whispers
to rest his weary head.

He sheds his outer garment,
which scatters on the floor.
It's then he yields to slumber
and soon begins to snore.

His garb is spread in shambles
across the forest glade,
bejewelled with frosted crystals
where shafts of light cascade.

A chubby dormouse nestles
with nuts around his chest,
he's hiding snug and cosy
inside his woven nest.

THE SOUNDS OF LONELINESS II

there is a silence deep
and unforgiving
a longing that tears
at your soul
and rips at your heart
with no mercy.
You count the time
with each breath
that you take
and stand alone
in this Godless world,
Heaven's lost promise.

This night was kissed
with white satin light

with gentle ease
the breeze
lifted my curtain
in the rhythm
of my heart

Sepia shadows
rippled on the roof
the hum of crickets
reverberated
through the air
this was a discovery
of unfailing peace

this munimented minute
I etched into my mind
as a memory pearl
and means to escape

in the cacophony
of a cyclone of time
as sadness falls
onto my face

MY WORLD
SO MUCH TURMOIL.
COME HEAR ME .
FOR YOUR EYES PUT ME AT PEACE.
YOU TOUCH ME WITH SOFT WINDS
AND ENTER MY HEART WITH LOVE .
COME LET ME HOLD YOU.
PROTECT YOU.
WHILE IM AT EASE.
BE MNE FOR ETERNITY.
IN MY WORLD THERE IS NOTHING WITH OUT YOU.
LET ME BE YOUR OMEGA.
THE ONE YOU REST YOUR HEAD ON.
FOR I WILL NEVER LEAVE YOU WEARY OR BROKEN.
MY FIRE FEEDS OFF YOUR AIR.
LEAVE ME WITH YOUR HANDS.
I CAN ONLY GIVE YOU MY HEART.
BUILD AN EMPIRE FOR MY QUEEN, MY LOVE.

Cracked glass
unmelted beneath
a blackened sky,
Where to begin
on such a day?

She died.

What to say,
about such a life?
Rose red petals
wilting out on the floor.

So promising, yet so forgotten.

Regret is a tempest,
tearing at the soul,
a path of self-loathing
and destruction left behind.

She loved him
like no other,
saw the good
through the bad.

Loved without a price.

in January
French water lilies
follow me