Dawntime in the fall:
When beauty spies you
Admiring its bare, silent splendor,
It whispers,
“And you thought you knew me.”
Micropoetry
Wisdom
Wisdom is the father of intelligence:
Indulges and disciplines child
Till it rebels and runs away
Leaving him without a say.
Vanity
You can help
By keeping out of the way,
But vanity is to stand out
While doing so,
Like a pinky tilted up
At afternoon tea.
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
The clouds of tomorrow
Float on the winds of today
To rain on the thirsty hills
Of yesterday.
See
We see with open eyes
The mess our hands devise.
We close our eyes to see
What we would like the world to be.
See before you see
Joke
Like words that must be spoken,
Forces, awoken,
Hearts and wind, broken,
A joke, however dry,
Must make mindfall.
Weapon
There are times when
the intellect must be unsheathed
And times when
its gem-studded scabbard suffices
to slay the darkness.
Death
Autumn and winter:
Annual reminders of death,
Parting a life of summertime toil
From a Life of springtime recreation.
I feel you
In the denim breath
Of time’s long kiss.
If only you could hear me,
My love.
Inspired by (and picture courtesy): https://t.co/nOwNHY6cs3
Coffee
I don’t agree with you
or like what you do
but we can get coffee
talk about everything
and not change anything