Eyes and ears, m’dear

Hear the things,

they speak with their eyes

Words are a lair’s arsenal,

look just how lightly they step

around promises, and juggle emotions

Look within you for your truths,

see what injustice strikes you like a fist,

understand what you stand for.

The outside, of many things, is a facade

the innards, soul and belief belie this

Flesh and bone, masks and smiles

housing within a starlight light,

or void blackness

The Hand

I looked across the room

A hand smiled at me

I smiled back

The hand suddenly appeared next to me

~ Seldom Have I Seen…

~ Seldom Have I Seen…
God in humanity

Fulfilling all his glory

Glowing in the aftermath of,

Of, completeness
Exceptions being

The beauty of birth

That first breath

Sudden cry

Innocence in pink
The care free toddler

Laughter resonating

Tickeling a household;

A poet’s life

 

Sat in a windy garden
In the sunshine with my pen
Wondered what to write about
awaiting inspiration, then
all of a sudden, no warning there
the words began to flow
Freely onto the paper
right in front of me, you know!

Wheat Philosophy

I am absolute
by nature, permanent
as a dough, flexible
as a bread, firm
I could be wrong
yet never become so

A Better Man

When I’ve felt lonely
I’ve often found
It’s not the quantity
Of those around.
It’s the quality
I understand
That helped me be
A better man.
–Russ Towne

Haiku: Mismatch

Closing the lid on
Observation to be born
By a mismatch, torn

Islands We Live In

Little did I realize

The islands we live in

Blinded by emotive lies

A rush of passion within

Desires of past, out of place

Jumping the proverbial gun

A virile ego with a trace

Assuming I was fun

Always

In this life, impermanent

An adage forever

A message to augment

A heart held barer

As we look for change

Untangle from confusion

From old habits, estrange

Wear a new vision