Future Tense

plans beget
plans, and
once unravelled,
beget more and more…

what joys await
this destined fate?

what challenges will I meet
and surpass
in a single a heartbeat?

what may come
may never arrive
for fate is something for me to contrive.

so come what will
and come what may,
I’ve not yet had my fill,
I am ready to play.



Boundary

somewhere
twixt there and
near,
we meet. again
caught,
somehow
unawares.

mystic starlight bursts
on the edge of night’s phantom
touch:
flickers of summers past,
and glimmers
of joys to come.

the magic grows,
quelling the mystery
and fear. but still
here
we are, again
stuck ‘tween the two.
fueling this fire
of passion, beauty, and
wanton desire.

after the storm

this longing,
undiminished yet
faltering,
like a wet feather in the wind.

swirling galaxies of delight and wonder
wait
to find their way
to you.

if only i was strong enough,

if only there was time enough.

if only.
if only.

a stalking wind,
hot
dry,
charged with audacity
and purpose,
rolls in
over my dreams,
sending tingles of nostalgia
through these borrowed bones.

it is time.

are you ready?

LP No. 18_2021_sunset reflections

Look!
a silhouette of the wonderous setting sky!
glowing remnants of such flaming majesty!

Astounding!

Magnificent!

Luminous!

mere reflections of Beauty,
and all i may behold.

memories
of past brilliance, frozen
in detail spectacular,
fill the tomes
stacked in this
cavernous soul,
but
there is no light to see:

the torch
having been extinguished
by me.

so i dream in shadow,
and play in between
what was
and never could be.