April 20, 2016 in Coping, Happenings, Poetry, Thoughts
sanity
the shattered glass reflects
a thousand images
where lies reality?
the ordered world breaks down
into a random spray of neurons
matter over mind
free radical chaos
sanity is a dangling rope
reach out, grab it and
hold on for dear life
April 15, 2016 in Happenings, Poetry, Reflections, Thoughts
Sweet Persuasion
sometimes on a sleepless night
the elusive muse appears before me
and with seductive charm implores me
in sweet persuasion I can’t fight
she reaches out to extend the touch
of fingertips beneath my chin
and gently lifts my gaze to hers
to command with whisper – ‘Write!’
April 4, 2016 in Coping, Happenings, Poetry, Thoughts
Invisibility
they call them the ‘wee’ hours,
but when enveloped in their dark cover
one breathes the severed solitude of the ‘I’
the bed creaks under my rustle and turn
a dog barks in the neighborhood,
sharp spears of sound pierce the night.
do keen ears detect an intruder?
perhaps he fears invisibility,
dreads disappearing into the inky gloom
and is announcing to the universe
a confirmation of his existence –
‘I bark therefore I am’
I fight the urge to open the window
stick out my head and
join my canine friend in primal cry
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March 20, 2016 in Coping, Happenings, Poetry, Reflections, Thoughts, Uncategorized
lady death is always there
she rides in the shotgun seat
we are fellow travelers
though my gaze is fixed on the road
and our eyes have never met
her figure looms in my periphery
between us there is an awkward silence
how does one break the ice?
can’t chat about the weather with death
(man, talk about an elephant in the room)
the white lines are racing by
but with my companion
there is no closure
no shedding of light
sometimes, though,
out of nowhere
she purses her lips
and whistles a
haunting tune – the
melody strange,
mysterious,
but, oddly,
familiar
