In retrospect
I guess I should have left the provocation…
Unsaid
PROVOCATION… a short poem
Author: What Words May Come
Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;
RYE… a poem
The taste of a fine Rye on my tongue
Brings back the memories
That I will never have…
IN YOUR SMILE… a poem
Regret me not
For our time draws quickly
With each dusk
The following dawn
Has no guarantee
Indeed, for us we have only today
Surrender finds its way
Always
Captured in this moment
In this time
In this life
In your smile
WISDOM OF THE WINDS… a poem
When the wind comes whispering
But my heart’s out of reach
Who am I
Can I deny
The lessons it could teach
Unwavering, its determination
To do what it must do
No obstacle is too great
Breathe in a breath or two
Step back and take a look again
In myself find belief
For tomorrows on the horizon
When my time comes to teach
ROCK BOTTOM… a very short story
And then I hit rock bottom… I thought to myself, if not aloud, “This is it! I’m all washed up and literally on rock bottom. Things in life cannot get any worse! All the work… all my life… and now, rock bottom. I guess that’s it! Nothing to do but… Ooo, that’s cool! It kind of looks like a fossil or something! I wonder if there are anymore around here. There’s another one! Wow! Who knew rock bottom could hold so much promise? Huh!”
The End
DREAMS… a poem
I was dreaming
Yes, this is true
In places I cannot explain
No idea of where or who
Frustrated, I call out in the night
And wake myself supine
Trying to recapture
These crazy dreams of mine
TSK, TSK… a poem
Do as I say
Not as I do
How’d that work out
Tsk, tsk…
They’ll never notice
They’re too rich to care
I guess they did
Tsk, tsk…
Just a quick stop
Come on, have a peak
Too close to the edge
Tsk, tsk…
This too shall pass
Stay home and stay well
Why didn’t you listen
Tsk, tsk…
