Sunday, September 22, 2024

Cobwebs

Sunlight never reached this place
Hoarfrost crept further in
Amongst the slipping shadows
Lost and found again

Lost to time and memory
Where all forgotten things must go
Entrapped in dust and cobwebs -
Fate and dreams and snow

In the stories that we tell ourselves 
Now entwined within our veins 
In the background of eternity
Sifting through what remains 

Had the fog been any thicker -
The road that much more unclear
Harsh winds could stop us
Empty words keep us here

Still listening to the stories
Twirling on life's thread 
Of course the sun never reached this place
Rivers freeze inside each head
Yet - let us torch it all with inner fire instead

Wednesday, September 4, 2024

1096

It’s all just days and days
Losing count while they fly
It’s all an ongoing attempt
To hold the very sky

To grasp these possibilities 
Elusive though they are
To find the unique essence 
Held within each star

We can lay down beneath them
Watch how they shine
We can take our very essence
Learn how they intertwine

How they shift and grow
Together and apart
Complement and contradict - 
Overlapping always at the heart

Time may change all else
As only time may prove
The conviction within the profession: 
Stay with me - all else shall move

If it were but a fleeting fancy
A poetic license gone astray 
Would it have yet prospered to the
1,096th day?

It’s all easy while the stars shine
They say it fades when the sky is matte
But I will love you til it all goes dark -
I will love you even after that