lost dreams

back in the corners
with cobwebs and dust
faded memories
lovers and lust

images penetrate
invading my dreams
abandoned desire
irrecoverable themes

Death, unexpected

Pain a soft and easy word
cannot express the anguish,
    torment,
    despair,
    suffering.

Fingernails tearing, gouging
    at flesh relieves
or at least redirects,
   the pain.

Words however gentle
   can not soften this.

Juxtaposition

I wish these photos could show better the contrast between the flowers and the rusty barbwire.
Missy and I on our walk this morning came across this and I only had the cell phone camera with me but it was beautiful and quite a “view” for today.

Rearranging Furniture

Calmly and Gracefully he told me,
       ”Its like Rearranging Furniture.
       Think of me as an old overstuffed chair.
       At first when its gone you miss it.
       But after a while you’ll grow used
       to the new surroundings.
       And though at first you may think
       of it often; then decreasing to once-in-awhile,
       Inside you’ll know it was for the best.”
Then he closed his eyes and left.