Today I Lost A Friend

Today I Lost A Friend

Today I lost a very special friend;
we shall no longer meet anymore;
a friend, on whom, I could depend;
death came and closed the door.

He was, by no means, a perfect man;
then, of course, neither am I;
a short time ago; our

Children Of Summer

Children Of Summer

We begin our lives; seeking the truth;
most of us, eager to learn;
as children, we demand to see proof;
for wisdom; most of us yearn.

Summer becomes the time for vacation;
a respite from knowledge is sought;
critical thinking has turned to stagnation;
forgetting whatever we’

Fashioned In Love

Fashioned In Love

I recall watching football, on tv with dad;
more than half a century ago;
memories of such times, make me sad;
of games played in wind and snow.

I don’t even remember the scores or teams;
there were far too many to remember;
those times together

The Death Of Innocence

The Death Of Innocence

When an innocent man is executed;
while all of the guilty go free;
the outrage that comes is undisputed;
it’s not what’s supposed to be.

That innocent victim; they glorify;
he didn’t get what he deserved.
What happened to: “an eye for an

The Eye Of The Beholder

The Eye Of The Beholder

All beauty lies in the eye of the beholder;
a phrase most often misunderstood;
some, very beautiful; receive a cold shoulder;
to a few; quite lovely; to others; not so good.

I come to address this energy called beauty;
we think, to each; all look

Bereft Of Reality

Bereft Of Reality

As we grow older; our memories fade;
we slowly lose our grip on reality;
sunshine, outside, replaced by the shade;
revealing destiny’s ultimate finality.

The sands on the shore; wash out to the sea;
exhibiting life’s ebb and flow;
what, once has been; now comes

A New World Order

A New World Order

The world has been vanquished by lust and desire;
the simplicity of love; no longer in taste;
greed and pride have become the new empire;
allowing all manner or form of disgrace.

Truth, long ago, has vacated earth’s throne;
replaced by narratives of complicity;
deception

Love Of The Mind

Love Of The Mind

Is there somehow an appropriate age;
where man and woman can love?
I’ve been seeking an all-knowing sage;
from the heavenly realm above.

As I grow older; it’s all hit and miss;
I’m someone; none long to see;
yet, do I long for

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