Fast Lens


The images
Are clearer now
At night,
As if the lense cap
Has been lifted.

And a face is a dream

The mind’s eye

fluttering wing
Once more ecstatic
In the shadows,

mouthing miracles.

The Point

The Point

What’s the point
my friend ?
The garrison
Is taken .
Slow and steady wins
the race ?
Don’t just stand there
do something
THAN facing down the stare
of enemy ,
and within .
Make a move and
turn the stone
use it
the mighty
with a single word .
Pen, stone & craft
So much mightier
than currency and sword