I lit a little candle today
I said a little prayer
And where mind's thoughts did stray
They took me gently to her
Through rose scented parks we stepped out
Strolled along hewn stone paths
Moist hands clasped to dispel all doubt
Eyes sparkled as her smiles crystallised into tinkling laughs
Hearts cradled in each others care
Fragile as time does allow
Sweet passion in the mingling breathe that we share
Happily trading all the tomorrows for right now
Having problems with a message at the local bird and bee
Thursday, July 30, 2015
For The Souls I've Loved And Lost
The busy years tick away
And my fragile skin gets thicker by the day.
The many pains life asks me to endure
Accumulate and habitate my very core
Those once vibrant people who etched the laughter on my face
Who warmed my bones and stirred my heart
In the grip of their embrace
Now they occupy the echoing corridors of my mind
And make the faith in our Father so very difficult to find
Each pain a link to all the pain
Each hurt a fresh hurt hurting all the other hurts
And my thickening skin no protection in this storm
Tis those enduring memories that help to keep me warm
Those smiling faces, those silent whispers nodding their assent
Reminding me in every second
To savor these precious minutes as they’re spent.
And my fragile skin gets thicker by the day.
The many pains life asks me to endure
Accumulate and habitate my very core
Those once vibrant people who etched the laughter on my face
Who warmed my bones and stirred my heart
In the grip of their embrace
Now they occupy the echoing corridors of my mind
And make the faith in our Father so very difficult to find
Each pain a link to all the pain
Each hurt a fresh hurt hurting all the other hurts
And my thickening skin no protection in this storm
Tis those enduring memories that help to keep me warm
Those smiling faces, those silent whispers nodding their assent
Reminding me in every second
To savor these precious minutes as they’re spent.
A bit neglected the old blog. I suppose it was inevitable, I got all that stuff out of my system or at least learned how to manage it and this blog was part of the how that happened.
Losing people in your life is part of the process, a terrible part of the process and it doesn't get any easier each time it happens. I wonder if it helps you prepare for your own demise. I saw in my dad his acceptance of what was about to happen to him, he'd done what he could to save himself but when presented with the inevitable he was able to stare into the abyss. I remember offering him the religious route, he was never religious and never really anti religious either but he took no comfort in the thoughts i offered him and remained cynical to the end but largely unafraid.
I turned 60 in the interim and being the dweller that I am, I'm always wondering what where and how.
I'll show you...
Losing people in your life is part of the process, a terrible part of the process and it doesn't get any easier each time it happens. I wonder if it helps you prepare for your own demise. I saw in my dad his acceptance of what was about to happen to him, he'd done what he could to save himself but when presented with the inevitable he was able to stare into the abyss. I remember offering him the religious route, he was never religious and never really anti religious either but he took no comfort in the thoughts i offered him and remained cynical to the end but largely unafraid.
I turned 60 in the interim and being the dweller that I am, I'm always wondering what where and how.
I'll show you...
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Life In A Nutshell
Do you still come here?
Have I still got your ear?
Do those fleeting tweeting moments play upon your mind?
Do you ever wonder, ‘if I look what might I find?’
Life in a nutshell in the flash of a thigh
Life in the fast lane, in a tabby cats eye
What was is past and what is is cast
Tomorrow supposes today won’t last.
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