October 27, 2009

Childerns Story

Children they all dress alike
for lessons to think alike,

they flock together to memorize the lines
forgetting their own poetic line,

growing in peaceful slumber time
they squash the questioning mind,

a perfect pillow to sleep awhile they seek
giving way to a generation blissfully weak,

crawling under moonlit night
they take their shadow for reflection might

October 11, 2009

The Road

What is more charming than to dream while walking over a lonely road?
One enjoys the sunlight and the caressing wind when climbing the mountains, or strolling by the sea shore. And in his day-dreams, what illusions, what love-poems, what adventures pass in two hours through the mind of one who idles along a road. Every possible hope, confused or joyous, penetrates him with warm, light air, he inhales them with the breeze, and they give birth in his being to an appetite for happiness that increases like the hunger he acquires in walking. Sweet fleeting thoughts sing in his soul as he comes closer to nature.

I follow the road.........


- GUY de MAUPASSANT

October 7, 2009

Dream


They started with sun coloring the sky,
chirped along with the birds disclosures
embraced each other
as cold winter breeze wraps a lone soldier
blossomed, as yellow does in suns warmth,
in warm comforting words ,
silence that fell, fell as leaves twirl in autumnal fall,
lives blended as dusky sky melts with the sinking fire ball
in darkened space they spoke with their lips locked
and locked together they dreamt of each other
only to wake to the jingling noise
they trade their dream for fame