Telling Earth Goodbye

Telling Earth Goodbye

A picture may be worth a thousand words;
tho words will never fade away;
pictures can wound like a thousand swords;
then, death brings another new day.

All pictures require the illusion of light;
while thoughts often reveal nothing;
all pictures die in the darkness of night;

Alone And Unloved

Alone And Unloved

The scourge of age is our greatest fear;
at least, it’s what the young have said;
so most cringe, as old age draws near;
but what we fear, is loneliness, instead.

Age, by itself, can’t diminish our being;
so long as we’re still loved

In Search Of Eve

In Search Of Eve

I’ve spent my life in search of a treasure;
and now, that I’m growing old;
I have much regret for my time of leisure;
a bill of false goods; I was sold.

I sought that treasure at a rainbow’s end;
but, rainbows are

Trudging Through Life

Trudging Through Life

Life teaches lessons, when we’re young;
of what we must do; to grow;
lessons are pictures of a life, to come;
I learned; trudging thru snow.

Delivering newspapers, one winter day;
with snow so deep; no bike would go;
I wished that I could be riding

The Mystery Of Love

The Mystery Of Love

We think love is an emotion, or attraction;
but love is special kingdom of its own;
tho we focus, only, on physical interaction;
love is the soul’s perfect home.

In the beginning; God created the man;
in the Master’s own unique image;
both male

A Late Life Crush

A Late Life Crush

What is it that causes a mind to wander;
magnetically drawn to what we miss
how can logic; have been torn asunder;
daydreaming of a passionate kiss?

How are we mystically, romantically drawn;
what is the eternal energy link?
Two souls joined together from now on;

Distracted Walking

Distracted Walking

Our mind is always paying attention;
even when it seems distracted;
our thoughts reach another dimension;
with conscious awareness redacted.

It really doesn’t take much to turn our ear;
and present reality to pass away;
thoughts, ranging from love to fear;
or thoughts of another day.

While

I Have Nothing To Say

I Have Nothing To Say

This has been a most unusual morning;
confusion owns the day;
words and thoughts; aren’t conforming;
so I have nothing to say.

Others often reach a similar confusion;
also, with nothing to say;
then, they reach a different conclusion;
and tend to say it,

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