I woke to tapping panes,
tears would gather on my sill.
The sun miles away in the east,
clearly shadowed, chilling showers.
I wandered deep inside clouds
searching for my light of day.
The winds outside would change,
carrying fears I might disdain.
Seems funny when we feel rain,
wet skin not yet allowing spring.
I laid my head upon my pillow,
wishing she might hear my song.
aquietwalk 3/2022
Standing nearby
wondering about the walk
a concrete path
overlooking angry seas.
I want to walk across
unsure, unsettling fear,
I don’t know if I’ll ever recall
what stood before my crossing
an ocean
a spectacular horizon.
Can I glance at you
if only for a moment,
to see whether there might be solace
a place to land
still again
after falling.
© aquietwalk 3/2022
There was a time, I wrote with a fire. Cannot seem to find it of late. Seems I want to analyze everything, that I have done my whole life, but of late I am alone with it. I’m pretty sure it’s all been wasted time but I still live with it, every day of my life. What if life were filled with failures and I was traveling that road. Then I woke up.
Another day begun. A good coffee in the roll, hot water on, check weight, move to the bedroom, bed made, turn to robe, and click on heat. Now walk into the kitchen and find a cup of your favorite coffee awaiting you. Well, life seems pretty good at this point.
What shall my day be? Given I have gotten up late it has been a slow start. I chose a lot of sleep today, that will slow tomorrow. Time to be somewhat alert again, one of the quiet perks of living a retired sort of life. Zoom therapy to start the morning, then coffee with a close friend, and off to ski. I hope to be on my skis the majority of the day.
That’s how I plan my day. So, I clearly was not just in the now.
aquietwalk
I think the terms war and peace in the obvious sense are interchangeable. The fear though for me is that the meaning be misperceived by some of the readership. I choose my words carefully because I am in complete support of our armed forces. The sacrifices they have made for our personal freedom cannot ever be overlooked.
It has its persecuting moments, trying to run with wolves, tiresome.
Without feeling ungrateful for words
take a stand,
realize the illusion
is sometimes our reality.
He responded the same,
when she did,
he couldn’t find a name
when she did.
Sometimes we are scared
wonder a loud
wonder a loud
Can’t really figure they dared.
take away such a gentle soul
take away such a gentle soul
That confidence will matter
when she does
There’s no chance matters.
when she does.
take away such a gentle soul.
aquietwalk
We
ought to
all the time
together
or not
together,
always love
each
other
aquietwalk
I forget where I am
hand slides across cheek
eyes narrow on the paper
and the tides sweep.
Play with hair, caress …
a human
only realizes themselves
after a
moment
they call it only another
minute ago.
We all live inside the aquarium,
yeah, you know three squares,
we can all dance a little slower.
This is life
we make it create it
as I walk down the street I can sense all around me
a hope and prayer.
Times Like Now
Sits in a stupor worrying
only about wrongs, shame,
guilt.
All these powerful endeavors toward hell.
Paper and a pen 