A Journeyman's Life
Life's journey
One foot placed
To guide the path
Of the juxtaposed other
Through dusty sunset
And milky moonglow
The gravelled road
Speaks to my soul
Possessions in hand
Over a work-worn shoulder
And tied with string
No sooner is a day over
Than another begun
In a simulacrum town
Image of the previous one
Each weary day
Is another adventure
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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