Categories
Contemporary Life Reflections Uncategorized

In step

Time
it is said tritely
marches on

its cadence
precise as any
honor guard’s

mostly.

At times time is
less a rhythmic beat
more the tuning
of a cheap guitar

MY
my my dog
dog
has – HAS
fleas.
Fleas.
fleeeeas.

my.dog. has. fleas.

Time occasionally
stumbles,
marches on,
always finishes
the parade.

Categories
Introspection Life Philosophies Uncategorized

In step

Time, so they say,
always marches on

its cadence, precise
as any honor guard

Mostly.

Time is sometimes
less a rhythm, more
a tuning of a ukulele
MY
dog DOG

has

HAS fleas.
fleas.

My
dog
has
fleas

Time sometimes
stumbles, but always
finishes the parade

Categories
Introspection Uncategorized

Refraction

Looking in the mirror I see the
faces of a lifetime in midstream
sometimes it’s a group photo –
staged formality that doesn’t fit

there are candid shot mornings
and wide-angle shots that distort
while others crowd everyone
together but not everybody fits
in the frame but the picture
gets taken anyway.

Looking in the mirror I see the
faces of the me that were the me’s
that I have become, the somebodys
I still want to be someday

sometimes they come together
in the same shot and if were not
for the mesmerizing eyes
I wouldn’t recognize
a soul.