Alchemy of the Heavens
Do not ask me about complexities
of the heavens in their grand state
of mystery.
I could never tell you what you need
to know.
Just as her inexplicable eyes radiating
the unfathomable warmth of love.
Autumn arriving in its own good time,
like she arrives, fashionably late in my
dreams.
Knocking at a myriad of doors enshrouded
in the warm confines of heaven.
Milky Way, surrender the cosmos!
Orion the hunter running amuck with
translucent eyes, birds of prey feasting
on the carcass of dead planet beneath.
What Was
As summer moved on
and leaves change hue,
descending to footpaths
and cobbles beneath.
Lovers entwined and
doey eyed, laugh at the
newness of a blossoming
romance.
Children arguing as always,
feed stale breadcrumbs too
ducks and geese, jostling fowl
seeking dominance in societies
pecking order.
The algae strewn pond is looking
forward to the silence of Winter,
Winter, brings peace and death to
all life’s confusion.
Water is the mirror to the souls of
strangers, cold shall drive them all
away.
Alone
I stroll past the lovers and the
children, and the fowl, now in
the Autumn of my life, reflective
of what could have been; nostalgic
to what was.
Alone, she hides beneath the sheets
fading away from the light, fearful
of the world and all its pain.
Alone he dwells in his cardboard box,
meager possessions bundled with twine,
tear stained photos plummet from holes
in his shirt pocket.
Alone I lay me down to sleep, praying
for the safety of my children, the children
that my addictions have denied me the
right to see on a daily basis.
Alone the world shutters in a violent
universe and God shakes his head in
disappointment and saunters away,
leaving us to our own devices, leaving
us alone.
Academy of the Heart And Mind 