I must cross the line .
You know I love you.
I have been yours
And you’ve been mine
Will you come with me
As I cross the line ?
And if you can’t
although
I know you want to,
It will still be fine.
The time has come
That I alone
must cross the line.
But I will be with you
In late life laughter
And
In Heart and mind
Even after
I cross the line.
And please
remember
I will always love you,
as you have loved me,
Oh Child of mine.

The Winter Earth

Borrowed time

today

Borrowed time

tomorrow
Looking past
the pain
And sorrow
as time flies
so quickly winged.
Times come
when need,
and the cold
grey earth of winter,
which once was
rich and fertile,
So full of life ,
and yielding
green,
now finally sleep,
while we await
that transformation
when earth is
Turned to ash
And ash once more
Is turned to earth again
by the final
flame memory
of hope
and a silent prayer .

Feel the pulse
Of a new found living
Reaching
From the courtyards
Of old cobbled stone
On broad terraces
Overlooking aged willows
Dampened by Leonardo’s
disfiguring mist
And ancient stream of water
Snaking its way in between
Aching cosmopolitan
urge
Waiting for the evolution
vibrant with a life
of its’ very own
glass tower , metal ,
And smooth

Stone .

Poetry,
a soaring building,
that makes one alive

Would You

Would you live
in a world
without the Truth ?
Where every
word Is part of one
big building
lie
Would you ,
Even though
At times
coming truthful
Visions
Can seem so ugly ,
and so full of pain ,
There is certain
no more
Truer way to die
Than accepting
and then living in
a living lie.

Journey

On the journey
to zero
making a
living and love ,
Drinking wine
of good cheer
and time ,
from an
Earthen cup
that will be buried
fractured
in the stratified dust .
So smile and drink up
Enjoy your portion ,
get your fill ,
And above all remember
Laugh and share
with the joy of an innocent
child .

Consider this life
Temporary
Bounded by word
And Vision
And warmth of sun
The feel of earth
In hand
And the colourless taste
of life giving water
Consider this life
Temporary
only the actions
transmitted
last

So where
To go from
Here
generally
I travel well
but not always .
What choices
Mitigate the
Darkness and
What paths
Are those
that
Lead away
From blacker voids

Red orange
harley
black helmet
Light Crowned
Electric
by a muted sky
Something cold
Something sweet
Brewing style
Empowered
Seated and
Spreading forward.

Haze

There’s a haze
Across the west
& shorelines
Are blurred with mist
Clouds blow fast
Across the sky
& the sound
of distant thunder
Carries In the air
Eastward as the
sunshine
and the shadows
fall.

Rent

WE pay rent
for our earthy
habitation
for the sky
the sunrise
moon and stars
For the water
And the earth ,
Their equivalents
the many angels
and our rent,
the daily actions
made for peace
and for forgiveness.