Reflections On Time
I’ve been told to live life in the present;
the past is no longer to be;
although; right now, it is pleasant;
I search for a future to see.
But the future, itself, is most austere;
although I’m still able to dream;
it leads to
Hello & Welcome to
The Cardboard Breadman
My Easter Dream
I managed some sleep; against every odd;
severe pain searing each wrist;
although, all things are the province of God;
I felt demonically kissed.
My dreams were images of my frustration;
awakening on an Easter morn;
my mind was brought to its very foundation;
feeling the pain
Destiny Can Seem So Cruel
Destiny seems to have a life of it’s own;
control over what’s to become;
it’s almost as tho our life is on loan;
till destiny decrees we succumb.
Destiny appears to exert special power;
as tho God decreed it his goal;
raining
A Picture Of Love
I was walking alone in the countryside;
where grasses and trees, abound;
with no one to speak to; except my pride;
though life existed; all around.
Surroundings of green; from a summer season;
with barns, the color of mellow wine;
some barely standing; who knows the
A Sycamore Reborn
I was walking alone in the countryside;
nothing but grasses and trees, found;
no one to speak to me; only my pride;
tho lives were present, all around.
Everything was green, from a summer season;
with barns, the color of mellowed wine;
some barely standing; God knows
Hurrumph
Some people’s arrogance knows no bounds;
having trouble confining their annoyance;
“hurrumph” is a word; with annoying sounds;
implying they know better; by clairvoyance.
Knowledge and wisdom are not related;
they are different intellectual tools;
the value of knowledge is often inflated;
knowledge, alone; brings us fools.
Knowledge
…What Love Is
Love is a starry cloudless night;
sleep embracing its prey;
the dawn’s sun burning bright;
heralding a brand new day.
Love is a transparent shadowy mist;
a universal heart; laid bare;
the energy felt; when we’re kissed;
by ones who truly care.
Love is the
…Too Hard To Swallow
Truth requires much wisdom to learn;
lies are much easier to swallow;
subtleties are more difficult to discern;
so, wading thru lies; most follow.
Many are simply afraid of the truth;
for it seems too good to be true;
we spend our lives demanding proof;
that,