Forgotten Love
Loneliness is the vacuum; in which I live;
a place where old folks dwell;
although I still have so much love to give;
I exist in this vacuous hell.
When I go to work; I’m just the old man;
a puzzle for others to solve;
I try
Hello & Welcome to
The Cardboard Breadman
Character Actor
I’ve been many things; all rolled into one;
some led to success; others, disaster;
mostly oblivious to how it all had become;
in life; I’m a character actor.
I crawled onto life’s stage as a tiny baby;
insignificant in every way;
my future roles, uncertain;
The Peace That Comes After
We all must negotiate life’s angry seas;
enduring the violent ebb and flow;
many times; we’re driven to our knees;
for we’ve no other place to go.
Life is divided into very diverse seasons;
some, of laughter; others; tears;
only the Master
Only God Knows Where
I’m walking a path, where I’ve been before;
a journey shrouded in mystery;
I’m looking around for an exit door;
to become a part of past history.
I have seen everything; that I came to see;
and done everything; I can do;
I
Tugging At My Sleeve
Mysterious energies are always around;
influencing all we say and do;
although, they often tend to confound;
they are usually what we imbue.
Life is a construct, imbued with purpose;
each of us; a role to fulfill;
mysteries often hide neath the surface;
especially, the Master’
Growing In Love
Early in life; most consider physicality;
when they are young; seeking a mate;
affected more by their lust; than reality;
discovering the truth; when it’s too late.
The seed of love was planted in each;
tho love sometimes runs its course;
it can be like a
Hallucinations
Do we see; what all others can see;
do eyes get the same information;
is our mind focused on our reality;
or are we viewing a hallucination?
We live in a kingdom of feel and touch;
or, at least, that’s what we believe;
do false illusions become our
Death By Surrender
My body has suffered the atrocities of life;
and, is now in a weakened condition;
in addition, then came the death of my wife;
I suspect I’ll eventually die of attrition.
As we age, we feel we are going downhill;
our death appears looming in sight;