To elysium
Be a hero, gain your place
All worries end here
All worries end where
blood turns into rust doubloons
in the hands of ghosts.
In the hands of ghosts
economies haunt the wish
fingertips elude
Fingertips elude
compassion’s soft gentle touch
~~ A Tear Drop Speaketh!
A teardrop speaketh
on the cabinet of torture’s
mahogany waves.
Mahogany waves
Stilled, drop diffuses it’s self
Empty cabinet
Empty cabinet –
no exit left from the Globe’s
curtain of the world
Curtain of the world
Part, ghost ,loved ,lived, part,you,me.
Forget not ,before…?
Part, ghost, forgotten
As cistern bowels in ice lie
fathomless, unsung.
Forget not, before
Fathomless, unsung ghosts part,
in cisterns of ice
In cisterns of ice
vegetable love rises through
the dry steam of death.
Ref: Andrew Marvell’s “To His Coy Mistress”
“My vegetable Love should grow
Vaster then Empires, and more slow.”
The dry steam of death
The whirling clouds left behind
Seen by those who cared
Seen by those who cared
at great cost, sacrifice
another like, come
another like, come
Spring ~ I bid you come ~~ quickly.
Winter - ice sculpture.
Winter ice sculpture –
the dragon of the arctic
shining fiendish fire.
Shining fiendish fire
Over a sepulchre’s vault
Of all yesterdays.
Of all yesterdays.
My college days were the best.
learning how to learn.
Good!!!
Learning how to learn
To live to learn how to live–
This is all there is.
This is all there is.
Religion: one man’s answer.
He fools himself thus.
Got back there in the end.