Sunday, November 23, 2014

And

Still,
And always
Despite all
That's transpired
Still,
And always

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Comfort

As the silence and solitude grows
So does the comfort of being alone
Those once missing pieces found
Now gone again, abruptly away
Yet stronger now than before
I revel in the inimitable feeling
Of having no one, of being alone

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Un

Unfathomable change
But only to be supported
Not yet understood
Only one action possible
To do the required thing
Unsaid words, uncaught looks
Emotions high, hard
Here if needed though I know
I won't be, damage done
Unheeded, unmet
Advice and expectations

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

How simple a thing is our belief
To see the good when none exists
How powerful is our will
To carry on, to create, to live
In spite of all the opposition

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Horizon

Walking to nowhere
Ponderous heavy steps
Of aimless wandering
Becoming the merest speck
On the far horizons line
Or disappearing between
Individual trees of this
Leafless autumn forest

Hidden

Nights like these
Near full moon
Illuminating all
Seeing brightly
That which is
Meant to be hidden

Friday, November 7, 2014

Culmination

A beating hearts anxiety
Culminating in
Knowledge unwanted

Fleeting

Fleeting
Minutes and days of the past
Seconds and hours of the future
Fleeting
As if a raging summer storm
Passingly quick, beautifully damaging
Fleeting
Moments passed too quickly
Memories dangerously evaporating
Fleeting
At times difficult to pause
To do ones best to just enjoy
Fleeting

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Unshown

For some time my mask
Was removed and gone
Exposing my true face
All able to see and know
But now, back in place
Visage hidden, locked behind
This mask, of some type
We all wear, some easily
Taken off and on, while others
Firmly affixed like mine
Until I'm once again able
To remove it and show
This world and those in it
My real and true face
Real smile still present
Just....unshown.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Vaporous

There's a vaporous nature to things
Seemingly real and lasting yet
With a mere breath of wind
From an insects beating wings
Gone, blown away in a moment